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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scrapy to the punk 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
Donny Hathaway,
X-101,
Connie Case,
Ronnie Foster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hardrive,
Icehouse,
The Dirtbombs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Section 25,
Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
EPMD,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
David McCallum,
Dark Day,
Tommy Roe,
Reagan Youth,
John Foxx,
Minny Pops,
Pulsallama,
Alice Coltrane,
KRS-One,
Country Teasers,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magma,
Con Funk Shun,
Kevin Saunderson,
T.S.O.L.,
Main Source,
Fela Kuti,
Depeche Mode,
The Gun Club,
New Order,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stereo Dub,
Talk Talk,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oneida,
Eric Dolphy,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Techniques,
Ken Boothe,
Kenny Larkin,
Lightning Bolt,
Anakelly,
Shoche,
PIL,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.