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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Country Joe & The Fish 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Circle Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Erykah Badu,
Roxette,
Joe Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Newcleus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sarah Menescal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
The Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Motorama,
Gang Green,
Carl Craig,
Pulsallama,
Lebanon Hanover,
T.S.O.L.,
The Residents,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Young Rascals,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Kenny Larkin,
Urselle,
Symarip,
The New Christs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxy Music,
Q and Not U,
Alphaville,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
Warren Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Charles Mingus,
Yusef Lateef,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Lydon,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New Age Steppers,
Ohio Players,
Q65,
Joey Negro,
MC5,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.