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 China and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the dance 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
Ken Boothe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio,
Liliput,
Bad Manners,
The Motions,
Icehouse,
Don Cherry,
The Neon Judgement,
Ten City,
Ronan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
Subhumans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Audionom,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soft Cell,
Sugar Minott,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alton Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amazonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Red Krayola,
Arthur Verocai,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Procol Harum,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
Schoolly D,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.