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 Turkmenistan and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the dance 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Kerri Chandler,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kayak,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
The Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
Henry Cow,
Stereo Dub,
The Red Krayola,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
Television Personalities,
The Birthday Party,
Peter & Gordon,
Gabor Szabo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Germs,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Man Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Josef K,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
The Cure,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
John Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
MDC,
Altered Images,
Slick Rick,
Niagra,
The Star Department,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Darondo,
Quantec,
Slave,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DJ Sneak,
Nik Kershaw,
Aaron Thompson,
Ornette Coleman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultimate Spinach,
Los Fastidios,
Babytalk,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.