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 Ghana and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Amon Düül to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Das Ding,
Porter Ricks,
Camberwell Now,
The Slackers,
Lower 48,
MC5,
The Music Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Marine Girls,
Vainqueur,
T.S.O.L.,
Oblivians,
Al Stewart,
Hardrive,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rites of Spring,
Aswad,
Swans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
Prince Buster,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Connie Case,
Nico,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nas,
LL Cool J,
Supertramp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Von Mondo,
The Names,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Crime,
Spoonie Gee,
Slick Rick,
Colin Newman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Delta 5,
Sonny Sharrock,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Lydon,
Sugar Minott,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pere Ubu,
The Evens,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.