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 Ethiopia and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Rotary Connection,
Patti Smith,
Dennis Brown,
In Retrospect,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Mo-Dettes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radio Birdman,
Cybotron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pulsallama,
Eli Mardock,
Mandrill,
Roger Hodgson,
Swans,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Dolphy,
The New Christs,
DNA,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
The Durutti Column,
Rakim,
Agent Orange,
Little Man,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Remains,
Malaria!,
Liliput,
Los Fastidios,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Funkadelic,
Groovy Waters,
Schoolly D,
Joe Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Moebius,
Essential Logic,
The Golliwogs,
Kerri Chandler,
The Searchers,
Y Pants,
Shoche,
The Kinks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Audionom,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
The J.B.'s,
Mark Hollis,
Freddie Wadling,
The Music Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Mills,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Faraquet,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.