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 Liberia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Adolescents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Con Funk Shun,
The Durutti Column,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thee Headcoats,
Fluxion,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fortunes,
Whodini,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
The Monks,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
EPMD,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
AZ,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Leonard Cohen,
Kayak,
Eric Dolphy,
U.S. Maple,
Glenn Branca,
Matthew Halsall,
Sparks,
Albert Ayler,
Suicide,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Style,
Eurythmics,
Television,
FM Einheit,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
Massinfluence,
Aural Exciters,
Pantytec,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.