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 Andorra and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ 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 Funky Four + One to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill 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?
Sandy B,
Television Personalities,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vladislav Delay,
Dave Gahan,
Pantytec,
Ornette Coleman,
Roxette,
Livin' Joy,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cramps,
Charles Mingus,
Laurel Aitken,
Cybotron,
Heaven 17,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Wolf Eyes,
Bang On A Can,
The Litter,
Cal Tjader,
Freddie Wadling,
The Happenings,
John Lydon,
Guru Guru,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Half Japanese,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barry Ungar,
The American Breed,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultra Naté,
Interpol,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Gang Dance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry's Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
June of 44,
The Offenders,
the Human League,
Spoonie Gee,
Iggy Pop,
Deepchord,
the Germs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
The Slits,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.