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 Tuvalu and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Red Krayola to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Marvin Gaye,
Quando Quango,
Sandy B,
Reagan Youth,
Flipper,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Freddie Wadling,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
June Days,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
One Last Wish,
Robert Görl,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Byron Stingily,
Michelle Simonal,
Anthony Braxton,
D'Angelo,
Television Personalities,
Blancmange,
Cal Tjader,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bang On A Can,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalann,
Avey Tare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cramps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skaos,
Roxy Music,
Andrew Hill,
Agitation Free,
Morten Harket,
Kas Product,
Nico,
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
New York Dolls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nils Olav,
Dual Sessions,
Minnie Riperton,
Visage,
U.S. Maple,
The Divine Comedy,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.