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 Albania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
The Selecter,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
Kerrie Biddell,
kango's stein massive,
Camouflage,
Agitation Free,
Tommy Roe,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Busters,
Gabor Szabo,
Fluxion,
X-101,
Jacob Miller,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Sonic Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
La Düsseldorf,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
Juan Atkins,
Moby Grape,
Dual Sessions,
CMW,
Stiv Bators,
Isaac Hayes,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
Theoretical Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Tremeloes,
The Cramps,
Mr. Review,
The Fortunes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Vogues,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
Prince Buster,
Simply Red,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Wells,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.