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 Jamaica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Eden Ahbez to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
This Heat,
The Durutti Column,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Sheep,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Royal Trux,
Cymande,
Maurizio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ken Boothe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sex Pistols,
Joensuu 1685,
Scrapy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The United States of America,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Tomorrow,
Pussy Galore,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
Ossler,
Roxette,
Sixth Finger,
Main Source,
The Monks,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
The Litter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Al Stewart,
the Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.