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 Japan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Dorothy Ashby to the disco 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Animal Collective,
R.M.O.,
Matthew Bourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Walker Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Flag,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Music Machine,
Von Mondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
Warsaw,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blackbyrds,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Brass Construction,
Robert Wyatt,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
Yazoo,
Groovy Waters,
Wire,
Aswad,
Main Source,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Sandy B,
Dawn Penn,
Malaria!,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Sherman,
Livin' Joy,
Ken Boothe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Steve Hackett,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mars,
Eden Ahbez,
The Birthday Party,
Subhumans,
The Zeros,
Deepchord,
the Sonics,
The Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.