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 Laos 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the jazz 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Chris & Cosey,
China Crisis,
John Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Charles Mingus,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Terry Callier,
Half Japanese,
The Moody Blues,
Roger Hodgson,
Ludus,
Ultra Naté,
Gabor Szabo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Pylon,
Sam Rivers,
The Zeros,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amazonics,
Pantytec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Byron Stingily,
Mantronix,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roxette,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
John Holt,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Spoonie Gee,
Curtis Mayfield,
Inner City,
Toni Rubio,
Hot Snakes,
Black Moon,
Warren Ellis,
World's Most,
Symarip,
The United States of America,
Gerry Rafferty,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Hardrive,
The Durutti Column,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Laurel Aitken,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.