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 Honduras and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joe Smooth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Radiohead,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Lynne,
Bad Manners,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Stooges,
The Knickerbockers,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Unrelated Segments,
R.M.O.,
Average White Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
Max Romeo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Albert Ayler,
Slave,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Halsall,
Steve Hackett,
Leonard Cohen,
Eddi Front,
Kerri Chandler,
Popol Vuh,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
Swell Maps,
Outsiders,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ohio Players,
Scrapy,
Crash Course in Science,
Newcleus,
Ludus,
Donny Hathaway,
Josef K,
Lower 48,
Parry Music,
DNA,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lucky Dragons,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rakim,
Marc Almond,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Zapp,
A Certain Ratio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.