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 Armenia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 The Trojans to the rock 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Faraquet,
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
Y Pants,
Pantaleimon,
Eddi Front,
Juan Atkins,
Khruangbin,
Isaac Hayes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
The Zeros,
The Last Poets,
Barry Ungar,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Prunes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wasted Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
Slave,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sonics,
Joy Division,
Drexciya,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roger Hodgson,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joyce Sims,
Sunsets and Hearts,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deakin,
This Heat,
Danielle Patucci,
the Sonics,
Quadrant,
James White and The Blacks,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Sex Pistols,
It's A Beautiful Day,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Young Marble Giants,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
Jacques Brel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
Connie Case,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.