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 Cuba and from Portland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roger Hodgson to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Masters at Work,
Loose Ends,
Lou Christie,
Cal Tjader,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
Eurythmics,
Severed Heads,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minor Threat,
Cymande,
Pylon,
Jandek,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aloha Tigers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pulsallama,
The Sound,
Dark Day,
Nick Fraelich,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Sight & Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Warren Ellis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Carl Craig,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlback,
Smog,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
Make Up,
Lalann,
The Standells,
Shuggie Otis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Albert Ayler,
Skriet,
The Grass Roots,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Au Pairs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Excepter,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.