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 Uruguay and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the jazz 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stetsasonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Icehouse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Interpol,
Country Teasers,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Fela Kuti,
Quantec,
The Wake,
Jeff Lynne,
Ossler,
Minor Threat,
Lyres,
Ituana,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Tremeloes,
Arab on Radar,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Amazonics,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
Q65,
Archie Shepp,
Leonard Cohen,
MDC,
Boz Scaggs,
Camberwell Now,
Hashim,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monks,
EPMD,
The Cowsills,
Hoover,
Eden Ahbez,
Young Marble Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Altered Images,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Rufus Thomas,
The Stooges,
Bauhaus,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lucky Dragons,
Faraquet,
Nick Fraelich,
The Young Rascals,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.