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 Sweden and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Leaves to the dance 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Shuggie Otis,
Nils Olav,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Trumans Water,
Minor Threat,
Gang Green,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crash Course in Science,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Neon Judgement,
The Invisible,
The Pop Group,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Clarke,
Sällskapet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Toasters,
Juan Atkins,
Ornette Coleman,
Arcadia,
Skriet,
D'Angelo,
Al Stewart,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
PIL,
Smog,
Ultra Naté,
Mantronix,
Howard Jones,
Yazoo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
The Trojans,
The Flesh Eaters,
David McCallum,
The Move,
FM Einheit,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Soulsonic Force,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.