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 Samoa and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dorothy Ashby 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Chris Corsano,
Darondo,
The Martian,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry's Kids,
Minutemen,
The Count Five,
Chrome,
Pierre Henry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Delta 5,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
Cybotron,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Funkadelic,
Outsiders,
Tomorrow,
OOIOO,
Kayak,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Teasers,
These Immortal Souls,
Das Ding,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeff Lynne,
Symarip,
The Fall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erykah Badu,
The Fire Engines,
David McCallum,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gabor Szabo,
Nico,
Curtis Mayfield,
MC5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Urselle,
Cal Tjader,
UT,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barclay James Harvest,
U.S. Maple,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Andrew Hill,
Section 25,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.