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 Congo and from Bremen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
New Age Steppers,
Fatback Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Germs,
The Pop Group,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Eric Dolphy,
Mission of Burma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
Sound Behaviour,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ten City,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang of Four,
Icehouse,
Newcleus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nils Olav,
The Searchers,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
John Lydon,
Masters at Work,
Accadde A,
Whodini,
Aswad,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Animal Collective,
The J.B.'s,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
Lower 48,
Shuggie Otis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
Mad Mike,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Delta 5,
The Smoke,
Pole,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Rekid,
Blancmange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.