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 Nicaragua and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Niagra 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Dead Boys,
Lou Christie,
Kayak,
Ludus,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Starr,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
PIL,
Wire,
Robert Hood,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
K-Klass,
Y Pants,
The Slits,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Womack,
Urselle,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantaleimon,
Smog,
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
Easy Going,
Johnny Clarke,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
Lakeside,
Can,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Dual Sessions,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
Dawn Penn,
The Associates,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jawbox,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Moon,
Panda Bear,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Bananas,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.