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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Terry Callier to the rock 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Nick Fraelich,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dave Gahan,
Skaos,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Crooked Eye,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Henry Cow,
John Lydon,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
This Heat,
Donald Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Bizarre Inc.,
Charles Mingus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Agitation Free,
Television,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick Morgan,
Fatback Band,
FM Einheit,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Suicide,
Minny Pops,
Camouflage,
Kerri Chandler,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slave,
The Smiths,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funkadelic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yazoo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pere Ubu,
Scientists,
The Young Rascals,
Tomorrow,
B.T. Express,
Rod Modell,
The Remains,
Terry Callier,
Black Bananas,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
Babytalk,
Alice Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Maurizio,
Grauzone,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.