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 Nepal 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Infiniti to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Fluxion,
Soulsonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Spoonie Gee,
The Wake,
Bizarre Inc.,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
Stiv Bators,
Theoretical Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
Robert Görl,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
Altered Images,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
Schoolly D,
Man Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Michelle Simonal,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül,
Mad Mike,
Todd Terry,
Basic Channel,
Hot Snakes,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
The Grass Roots,
the Swans,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
Duran Duran,
Laurel Aitken,
Black Flag,
T. Rex,
Average White Band,
Electric Prunes,
Tears for Fears,
Kenny Larkin,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
The Saints,
Von Mondo,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalann,
The Names,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
Bobby Womack,
The Modern Lovers,
Kaleidoscope,
Smog,
Bob Dylan,
Sister Nancy,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.