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 East Timor and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 UT to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Jacques Brel,
Symarip,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Fuzztones,
Funky Four + One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pole,
The Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Radio Birdman,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Cramps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Funkadelic,
Nico,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Japan,
the Bar-Kays,
The Modern Lovers,
Aloha Tigers,
Aaron Thompson,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joy Division,
L. Decosne,
Arab on Radar,
Easy Going,
John Lydon,
The Fortunes,
Oneida,
the Human League,
The Moleskins,
Second Layer,
Freddie Wadling,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
Cal Tjader,
The Moody Blues,
Don Cherry,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Derrick May,
Anthony Braxton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
Robert Hood,
Fugazi,
Audionom,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.