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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 The Fall to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gories,
Robert Görl,
Glenn Branca,
Alphaville,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
Niagra,
Al Stewart,
Yusef Lateef,
Freddie Wadling,
The Young Rascals,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
Cluster,
Sällskapet,
The Martian,
Juan Atkins,
Pantytec,
Joe Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aural Exciters,
The Slackers,
Groovy Waters,
Joyce Sims,
Crime,
Althea and Donna,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young,
Eden Ahbez,
Essential Logic,
Underground Resistance,
Franke,
Black Bananas,
Johnny Clarke,
Mark Hollis,
Liliput,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Rufus Thomas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Buzzcocks,
Anthony Braxton,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Audionom,
Marc Almond,
Leonard Cohen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
B.T. Express,
Procol Harum,
Khruangbin,
Rosa Yemen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ornette Coleman,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Severed Heads,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.