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 Poland and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro 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 Mandrill to the funk 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
The Seeds,
The American Breed,
The Happenings,
Rotary Connection,
Erykah Badu,
Faust,
Shoche,
Soul II Soul,
Reuben Wilson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Radiohead,
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
Spandau Ballet,
Organ,
The Slits,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Colin Newman,
Visage,
China Crisis,
Interpol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
Cal Tjader,
Janne Schatter,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Holt,
The Moleskins,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
Donald Byrd,
The Durutti Column,
Slave,
Cymande,
Robert Wyatt,
Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
Josef K,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Pus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare,
The Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Funkadelic,
Lalann,
Scientists,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
UT,
The Fortunes,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.