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 Niger and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Half Japanese to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Adolescents,
Barrington Levy,
Fugazi,
Alton Ellis,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mojo Men,
Surgeon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dawn Penn,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
Cecil Taylor,
Tomorrow,
Ken Boothe,
The Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Swell Maps,
David Bowie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Teasers,
Blossom Toes,
Josef K,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultravox,
Angry Samoans,
Tres Demented,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Oblivians,
Wings,
Mantronix,
Agent Orange,
Letta Mbulu,
Warsaw,
The Fuzztones,
T.S.O.L.,
Icehouse,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.