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 Ecuador and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 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 The New Christs to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brothers Johnson,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
Robert Görl,
Liliput,
Harry Pussy,
Eden Ahbez,
Cecil Taylor,
Warren Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Yaz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Panda Bear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wire,
Matthew Bourne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul,
Minnie Riperton,
Jacques Brel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Masters at Work,
In Retrospect,
B.T. Express,
The Cramps,
the Association,
John Foxx,
Procol Harum,
Eric Copeland,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Moss Icon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scion,
Skriet,
The Gories,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echospace,
The Techniques,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers,
Vainqueur,
Ultravox,
KRS-One,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
Eli Mardock,
The Velvet Underground,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.