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 Albania and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 ABC to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
Model 500,
Slave,
The Leaves,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pere Ubu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Black Pus,
The American Breed,
The Invisible,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Velvet Underground,
Lightning Bolt,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
F. McDonald,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yusef Lateef,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Althea and Donna,
X-Ray Spex,
Rapeman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Subhumans,
Cal Tjader,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Vladislav Delay,
Alice Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
a-ha,
Depeche Mode,
Scrapy,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
The Neon Judgement,
John Holt,
Hoover,
In Retrospect,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.