Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Dominica and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cowsills,
Lower 48,
Youth Brigade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Judy Mowatt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Gong,
H. Thieme,
Iggy Pop,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Modern Lovers,
Yusef Lateef,
One Last Wish,
Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shoche,
The Move,
Marc Almond,
Gichy Dan,
Gang of Four,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Christie,
The Cure,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Make Up,
Mars,
The Black Dice,
The Slackers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
The Durutti Column,
Altered Images,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
ABC,
Tubeway Army,
Eden Ahbez,
Barclay James Harvest,
World's Most,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rotary Connection,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
Eve St. Jones,
MC5,
The Fugs,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter and Kerry,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.