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 Greece and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Flash Fearless to the rock 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
MDC,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash,
Harmonia,
Godley & Creme,
The Count Five,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
Peter and Kerry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sällskapet,
Soulsonic Force,
Rekid,
Scratch Acid,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Slackers,
Cheater Slicks,
New Age Steppers,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Flag,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marine Girls,
The New Christs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nas,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Hashim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Lyres,
Schoolly D,
Scientists,
Mo-Dettes,
The Kinks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.