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 China and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Sonic Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
The Fall,
Cal Tjader,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skriet,
Dave Gahan,
Urselle,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
Bobby Womack,
Vainqueur,
T. Rex,
ABBA,
Magazine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Near,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
The Evens,
Marcia Griffiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Fania All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Stiv Bators,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
10cc,
Crime,
The Pop Group,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fugs,
Johnny Clarke,
KRS-One,
Magma,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tom Boy,
Heaven 17,
Lightning Bolt,
Make Up,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Talk Talk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
New York Dolls,
One Last Wish,
Alton Ellis,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.