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 Kazakhstan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Rotary Connection to the jazz 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Clear Light,
The Evens,
Agent Orange,
The Selecter,
Eddi Front,
Shoche,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Byrd,
ABC,
Liliput,
Eric Copeland,
Royal Trux,
Funky Four + One,
Ornette Coleman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Faraquet,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slackers,
Judy Mowatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
The Skatalites,
Rufus Thomas,
Gong,
Heaven 17,
Scott Walker,
X-102,
Jeru the Damaja,
cv313,
Frankie Knuckles,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dave Gahan,
The United States of America,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wally Richardson,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
The Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Count Five,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.