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 Maldives and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes 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 Franke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ossler,
Warren Ellis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stiv Bators,
cv313,
Soul II Soul,
David Axelrod,
Hasil Adkins,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Davy DMX,
the Germs,
The American Breed,
Au Pairs,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Swans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
Chris Corsano,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Negative Approach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Essential Logic,
Toni Rubio,
Inner City,
DJ Sneak,
Procol Harum,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Oneida,
Pantaleimon,
The Modern Lovers,
The Residents,
Skriet,
Silicon Teens,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Motorama,
Fatback Band,
Franke,
Jacob Miller,
Bobby Byrd,
Pantytec,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
E-Dancer,
Cluster,
The Misunderstood,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Walker Brothers,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wolf Eyes,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.