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 Mali and from Shanghai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scrapy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
Sonic Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camouflage,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Colin Newman,
The Misunderstood,
Fela Kuti,
The United States of America,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Deakin,
Ohio Players,
The Names,
The Red Krayola,
The Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris Corsano,
X-101,
Faraquet,
Darondo,
Index,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Crime,
Tears for Fears,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
KRS-One,
Alison Limerick,
The Remains,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
LL Cool J,
These Immortal Souls,
June of 44,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-Ray Spex,
Eden Ahbez,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Jandek,
Circle Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.