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 Brunei and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 David McCallum to the jazz 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Blues Magoos,
Ituana,
the Normal,
Mark Hollis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
a-ha,
Bobby Sherman,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Pantaleimon,
Janne Schatter,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Leonard Cohen,
Tubeway Army,
The Wake,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Count Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
Bill Wells,
Niagra,
Marc Almond,
Can,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
John Cale,
Bauhaus,
B.T. Express,
The Toasters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hot Snakes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Style,
Maleditus Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeff Mills,
The Music Machine,
Sällskapet,
Max Romeo,
Excepter,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Babytalk,
Marmalade,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.