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 Mauritius and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator 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 Gastr Del Sol to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler 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?
Eve St. Jones,
Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Hardrive,
Surgeon,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nils Olav,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Outsiders,
The Mummies,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doors,
Toni Rubio,
Soul Sonic Force,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
T.S.O.L.,
E-Dancer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David McCallum,
Freddie Wadling,
The Busters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
Blossom Toes,
Don Cherry,
Dual Sessions,
The Blues Magoos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Icehouse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dark Day,
Second Layer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crash Course in Science,
Guru Guru,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Young Marble Giants,
The Searchers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Techniques,
Brothers Johnson,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Altered Images,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
OOIOO,
MDC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.