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 Lebanon and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soft Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Terry Callier,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Hill,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
Glenn Branca,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Lungfish,
La Düsseldorf,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
Lightning Bolt,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
Carl Craig,
Harmonia,
Cheater Slicks,
the Normal,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
June of 44,
Camberwell Now,
Animal Collective,
Lou Christie,
Barry Ungar,
Stereo Dub,
Sonic Youth,
June Days,
Bobby Womack,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Associates,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pulsallama,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!,
Hasil Adkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Toni Rubio,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.