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 Estonia and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Underground Resistance,
Alison Limerick,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marine Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Womack,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Tim Buckley,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lower 48,
Jacques Brel,
MDC,
Heaven 17,
Sam Rivers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stetsasonic,
Skriet,
Adolescents,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Franke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-101,
Henry Cow,
Metal Thangz,
The Invisible,
Monolake,
Agent Orange,
Mission of Burma,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Wake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Pus,
Deepchord,
Radio Birdman,
Lalann,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blossom Toes,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
The Pretty Things,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.