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 Dominican Republic and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
MC5,
Supertramp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terry Callier,
Reuben Wilson,
China Crisis,
Half Japanese,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Byrd,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
The Remains,
Rapeman,
Deadbeat,
The Kinks,
Eden Ahbez,
Moss Icon,
Moebius,
Sonic Youth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fortunes,
Alice Coltrane,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eddi Front,
Ken Boothe,
Gabor Szabo,
The Moleskins,
Index,
Oneida,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra,
AZ,
Mark Hollis,
Grey Daturas,
Dave Gahan,
Soft Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Shoche,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Magma,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Morten Harket,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.