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 Bulgaria and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonny Sharrock to the punk 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The Music Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unrelated Segments,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Reagan Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Roxy Music,
Nik Kershaw,
Hoover,
Derrick Morgan,
Maurizio,
X-Ray Spex,
Mad Mike,
Liliput,
Newcleus,
PIL,
Quadrant,
Andrew Hill,
B.T. Express,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gong,
The Monks,
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Angry Samoans,
Q and Not U,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
the Swans,
Masters at Work,
Crime,
FM Einheit,
Amon Düül II,
Rosa Yemen,
Gil Scott Heron,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eddi Front,
Funky Four + One,
Depeche Mode,
Sex Pistols,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Stetsasonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley,
cv313,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
Rapeman,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.