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 East Timor and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Doors to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Move,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
10cc,
Icehouse,
Dual Sessions,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeff Lynne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Real Kids,
The Fortunes,
Kas Product,
The Knickerbockers,
The Invisible,
Alison Limerick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Spoonie Gee,
Harry Pussy,
ABBA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
The United States of America,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Juan Atkins,
Swell Maps,
In Retrospect,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
The Cure,
Wings,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
The Tremeloes,
Half Japanese,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Thee Headcoats,
Cal Tjader,
Matthew Halsall,
Joey Negro,
Can,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Susan Cadogan,
B.T. Express,
Wire,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.