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 Kuwait and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
FM Einheit,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Leonard Cohen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Real Kids,
The Happenings,
Khruangbin,
Infiniti,
The Invisible,
Grey Daturas,
Talk Talk,
Sun Ra,
Niagra,
Colin Newman,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tommy Roe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Slits,
Pantytec,
Hoover,
The Wake,
Traffic Nightmare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marmalade,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wings,
Crooked Eye,
48th St. Collective,
The Fuzztones,
Glenn Branca,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Masters at Work,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
Newcleus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Connie Case,
Johnny Osbourne,
Suicide,
Sarah Menescal,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed,
The Doors,
Iggy Pop,
Stetsasonic,
Outsiders,
Drexciya,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siglo XX,
kango's stein massive,
Roxy Music,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.