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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
D'Angelo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Janne Schatter,
Howard Jones,
Pole,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Banda Bassotti,
John Foxx,
Pulsallama,
Lower 48,
Skaos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blake Baxter,
Moebius,
Bang On A Can,
Barbara Tucker,
The Golliwogs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
The Skatalites,
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
Oblivians,
The Music Machine,
Siglo XX,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lindisfarne,
The Happenings,
Peter & Gordon,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fat Boys,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
The Evens,
Thee Headcoats,
Toni Rubio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
The Standells,
Neil Young,
Sun City Girls,
Nico,
Trumans Water,
The Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Clear Light,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.