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 Accra.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Man Parrish to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
The Litter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Michelle Simonal,
Jeff Lynne,
Ten City,
Lungfish,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
Zapp,
The Busters,
Bang On A Can,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Nas,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Christie,
Nils Olav,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Residents,
The Slits,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
Siglo XX,
Roy Ayers,
Theoretical Girls,
Can,
The Five Americans,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chris Corsano,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Germs,
DNA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Skatalites,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Nirvana,
the Soft Cell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Invisible,
Barry Ungar,
The Offenders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.