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 Italy and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Dark Day to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Ultravox,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pierre Henry,
F. McDonald,
Siglo XX,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
The Neon Judgement,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hashim,
David Bowie,
Glenn Branca,
Y Pants,
Dead Boys,
Pussy Galore,
The Black Dice,
Bad Manners,
Joe Finger,
Panda Bear,
Royal Trux,
Bang On A Can,
Dorothy Ashby,
Duran Duran,
John Coltrane,
Simply Red,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Victims,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
One Last Wish,
The Happenings,
The Kinks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fat Boys,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television Personalities,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grauzone,
Symarip,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rufus Thomas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Marcia Griffiths,
Max Romeo,
The Count Five,
Mark Hollis,
Ludus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camouflage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.