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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 The Slits to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey,
The Dead C,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Marc Almond,
Minnie Riperton,
The Techniques,
Bauhaus,
Monolake,
Mark Hollis,
The Litter,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators,
Sister Nancy,
Q65,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
Easy Going,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Adolescents,
Accadde A,
Rotary Connection,
Moebius,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
David Bowie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
Desert Stars,
Steve Hackett,
The Cure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Metal Thangz,
Dennis Brown,
Sam Rivers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
Ultra Naté,
KRS-One,
The Electric Prunes,
Liliput,
Pole,
Eurythmics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.