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 Gambia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Durutti Column to the rock 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Unrelated Segments,
Bizarre Inc.,
Main Source,
Tomorrow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fire Engines,
The Seeds,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blake Baxter,
B.T. Express,
Barrington Levy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Archie Shepp,
Kas Product,
Fela Kuti,
Skriet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rod Modell,
The Cure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
June of 44,
Max Romeo,
The Music Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Kinks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
Marcia Griffiths,
10cc,
Suicide,
Pantytec,
John Coltrane,
June Days,
Scan 7,
Monks,
Connie Case,
Aswad,
Moebius,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Khruangbin,
Josef K,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
The J.B.'s,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maurizio,
Quantec,
Minnie Riperton,
Deakin,
H. Thieme,
Pole,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.