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 Thailand and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rock 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Negative Approach,
Massinfluence,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doors,
The Count Five,
The Red Krayola,
Howard Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
The Smoke,
Zero Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Gong,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bad Manners,
Barry Ungar,
The Electric Prunes,
Liliput,
Fear,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
Erykah Badu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
The Move,
Mo-Dettes,
The New Christs,
Sight & Sound,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Scan 7,
Todd Rundgren,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Q and Not U,
Bauhaus,
Derrick May,
Animal Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
John Cale,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.