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 Marshall Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ludus to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Sarah Menescal,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Simply Red,
Khruangbin,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
X-101,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rotary Connection,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Pus,
The Slits,
Pagans,
OOIOO,
Scan 7,
Anakelly,
Fatback Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delon & Dalcan,
A Certain Ratio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mars,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Terry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deakin,
Joe Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
The Fuzztones,
The J.B.'s,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
The Cowsills,
The Divine Comedy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Derrick May,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Livin' Joy,
Shoche,
The Residents,
Robert Hood,
Rufus Thomas,
Bill Near,
Joe Finger,
The Real Kids,
Cluster,
Byron Stingily,
The Barracudas,
Magazine,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.