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 Vietnam and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Camberwell Now to the disco 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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roger Hodgson,
Mr. Review,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
Radiohead,
Yaz,
Ice-T,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Underground Resistance,
The Count Five,
The Martian,
Pantytec,
Sight & Sound,
Q and Not U,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
Harry Pussy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mandrill,
Anakelly,
Procol Harum,
Flipper,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bill Wells,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alice Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultravox,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sound Behaviour,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Slits,
John Holt,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wire,
the Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Niagra,
Popol Vuh,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.