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 Portugal and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dual Sessions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Motions,
Mr. Review,
Sonic Youth,
Don Cherry,
Nico,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
Minutemen,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Patti Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalann,
The Fortunes,
The Associates,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
Erasure,
Symarip,
The Moleskins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mary Jane Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sandy B,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
Kerri Chandler,
Hoover,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cramps,
Organ,
Skriet,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
Charles Mingus,
Letta Mbulu,
The Tremeloes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Janne Schatter,
The Happenings,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.