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 Nigeria 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 EPMD 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Silicon Teens,
Shoche,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Motions,
Smog,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
Country Teasers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
KRS-One,
Outsiders,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker,
Little Man,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABBA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
Clear Light,
The Skatalites,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roy Ayers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
Judy Mowatt,
John Lydon,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fugs,
The Selecter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacob Miller,
Deepchord,
James White and The Blacks,
The United States of America,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
The Count Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Green,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
David Axelrod,
Circle Jerks,
Sandy B,
Yazoo,
Chrome,
Mark Hollis,
a-ha,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.