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 Sri Lanka and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 The Young Rascals to the dance 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Mandrill,
The Velvet Underground,
Average White Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Litter,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Funkadelic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mission of Burma,
Ludus,
Wire,
Soul Sonic Force,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mad Mike,
Black Sheep,
Pagans,
Nirvana,
Scientists,
Bronski Beat,
the Germs,
John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Pretty Things,
Skaos,
Heaven 17,
Danielle Patucci,
Inner City,
Junior Murvin,
Eli Mardock,
Quantec,
Black Pus,
Second Layer,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
Parry Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance,
Vladislav Delay,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The American Breed,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arab on Radar,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
Swans,
The Human League,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.