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 Namibia and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Stiv Bators,
Neu!,
Gabor Szabo,
Nils Olav,
Derrick May,
Rosa Yemen,
cv313,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Franke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
the Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
ABC,
Aural Exciters,
Gong,
The Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Amazonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aloha Tigers,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Rekid,
Sound Behaviour,
DJ Style,
Los Fastidios,
R.M.O.,
The Slits,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Goldenarms,
Radiohead,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cure,
Pulsallama,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sound,
Brand Nubian,
Public Enemy,
Lyres,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mojo Men,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
Altered Images,
10cc,
Con Funk Shun,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.