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 Poland and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
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 JFA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Yusef Lateef,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Sun Ra,
Fela Kuti,
Tubeway Army,
the Bar-Kays,
Vainqueur,
Darondo,
Rotary Connection,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
Josef K,
Wire,
The Birthday Party,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A,
Animal Collective,
This Heat,
Ponytail,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monks,
Royal Trux,
Eric Dolphy,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Flag,
Stockholm Monsters,
Easy Going,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Piero Umiliani,
Flipper,
Pussy Galore,
Soul II Soul,
Joensuu 1685,
Franke,
Aswad,
Qualms,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Litter,
Country Teasers,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Can,
Gerry Rafferty,
Y Pants,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
James White and The Blacks,
Matthew Halsall,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.