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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dennis Brown to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Lucky Dragons,
T.S.O.L.,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fugs,
The Zeros,
Schoolly D,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Mission of Burma,
Sight & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
In Retrospect,
Skarface,
Tim Buckley,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Yusef Lateef,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
Duran Duran,
Lyres,
The Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Near,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Silicon Teens,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cal Tjader,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Be Bop Deluxe,
JFA,
Blancmange,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
The Selecter,
Byron Stingily,
DJ Style,
Marine Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.