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 Iceland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar 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 Basic Channel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Simply Red,
Donald Byrd,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül II,
Au Pairs,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
Isaac Hayes,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Intrusion,
Index,
Joey Negro,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Hoover,
Thee Headcoats,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Bauhaus,
Los Fastidios,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
Pole,
Bush Tetras,
Tres Demented,
a-ha,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Holt,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
Hot Snakes,
The Birthday Party,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
UT,
Masters at Work,
Terry Callier,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.