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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Eric Dolphy to the jazz 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Toni Rubio,
Severed Heads,
Panda Bear,
The Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moby Grape,
LL Cool J,
Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Altered Images,
The Sonics,
Organ,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Associates,
Tom Boy,
Outsiders,
Soulsonic Force,
Tomorrow,
David McCallum,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
Johnny Clarke,
Rod Modell,
Idris Muhammad,
New Order,
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Model 500,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Glambeats Corp.,
In Retrospect,
DNA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Grass Roots,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Near,
Lightning Bolt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacques Brel,
The Blackbyrds,
Pantaleimon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
the Slits,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Connie Case,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harpers Bizarre,
Magma,
Roxy Music,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.