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 Honduras and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultramagnetic MC's 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Albert Ayler,
Inner City,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Last Poets,
Zero Boys,
Underground Resistance,
Fat Boys,
E-Dancer,
The United States of America,
Quantec,
kango's stein massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scion,
Cal Tjader,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Main Source,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marmalade,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
Althea and Donna,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Country Teasers,
The Smiths,
Sonic Youth,
Bad Manners,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
Wings,
The Gories,
Man Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
Silicon Teens,
Boredoms,
Babytalk,
Neu!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hardrive,
Bob Dylan,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Halsall,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Red Krayola,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.