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 Cuba and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Warsaw to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Modern Lovers,
Suburban Knight,
Skarface,
Altered Images,
Maurizio,
Robert Hood,
Eric Dolphy,
Babytalk,
Aswad,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Warsaw,
Fela Kuti,
Mandrill,
Letta Mbulu,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gladiators,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultra Naté,
The Real Kids,
Buzzcocks,
Neu!,
E-Dancer,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
Cymande,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gun Club,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Negative Approach,
Sam Rivers,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Bananas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
K-Klass,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Grass Roots,
Drexciya,
Minutemen,
The Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aural Exciters,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.