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 Lagos.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Theoretical Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
Outsiders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
Q and Not U,
Ultravox,
Radiohead,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Robert Görl,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Harry Pussy,
The Seeds,
Inner City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tres Demented,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Copeland,
Fifty Foot Hose,
F. McDonald,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Patti Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
Popol Vuh,
the Association,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eurythmics,
Flash Fearless,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dead C,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Throbbing Gristle,
Anthony Braxton,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thee Headcoats,
L. Decosne,
Porter Ricks,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.