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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 D'Angelo to the grime 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Lynne,
Hasil Adkins,
Spoonie Gee,
Tom Boy,
Audionom,
Swans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Jandek,
Gang of Four,
Warren Ellis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül II,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gun Club,
The Knickerbockers,
Cameo,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jimmy McGriff,
Albert Ayler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Whodini,
Glenn Branca,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quantec,
June of 44,
Shuggie Otis,
The Five Americans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gories,
Ponytail,
Wire,
Bang On A Can,
B.T. Express,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Negative Approach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Colin Newman,
The Stooges,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.