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 Germany and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
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 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Japan,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
Youth Brigade,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Mad Mike,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
Colin Newman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
Simply Red,
Scrapy,
Arab on Radar,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
Joyce Sims,
This Heat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang On A Can,
Sister Nancy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick May,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tears for Fears,
Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Q65,
The Remains,
The Golliwogs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cramps,
The American Breed,
Fluxion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
Darondo,
Intrusion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flamin' Groovies,
The Residents,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Dead C,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.