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 Romania and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lower 48 to the funk 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Subhumans,
Liliput,
Isaac Hayes,
The Saints,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
Scratch Acid,
Deakin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Talk Talk,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City,
Tommy Roe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joe Finger,
David Axelrod,
Bill Near,
Lou Christie,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Warren Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Lebanon Hanover,
Section 25,
T.S.O.L.,
Echospace,
Eddi Front,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kayak,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doors,
Archie Shepp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
John Cale,
Technova,
Eric Copeland,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stiv Bators,
Basic Channel,
Wally Richardson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ronnie Foster,
Janne Schatter,
Symarip,
Das Ding,
Cecil Taylor,
Jacob Miller,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.