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 Russia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Iggy Pop to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Skatalites,
Graham Central Station,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Red Krayola,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Panda Bear,
Archie Shepp,
The Techniques,
X-101,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
Absolute Body Control,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra,
The Real Kids,
The J.B.'s,
Pantytec,
This Heat,
Jacques Brel,
Arcadia,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Grass Roots,
Make Up,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Technova,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cymande,
The Birthday Party,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Byron Stingily,
Qualms,
Black Sheep,
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
Alice Coltrane,
Nico,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mark Hollis,
Rapeman,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Fear,
Fatback Band,
Sällskapet,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.