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 Taiwan and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jandek to the jazz 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
The Skatalites,
10cc,
Zapp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moebius,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter and Kerry,
Masters at Work,
Livin' Joy,
Simply Red,
48th St. Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Audionom,
Erasure,
Skaos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
B.T. Express,
Derrick May,
The Invisible,
Grey Daturas,
Groovy Waters,
Lightning Bolt,
Laurel Aitken,
Ossler,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxette,
The Standells,
Saccharine Trust,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Fluxion,
Rapeman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anthony Braxton,
The Happenings,
The Remains,
Quadrant,
Niagra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Juan Atkins,
Babytalk,
Skarface,
Crispy Ambulance,
Derrick Morgan,
Desert Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
One Last Wish,
Lou Christie,
The Raincoats,
Joy Division,
Fear,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.