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 Paraguay and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 R.M.O. to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Sound Behaviour,
Basic Channel,
The Real Kids,
MDC,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deakin,
Joy Division,
The Detroit Cobras,
EPMD,
Marcia Griffiths,
Symarip,
The Busters,
The Skatalites,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers,
Groovy Waters,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
Nirvana,
Bad Manners,
Kevin Saunderson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Josef K,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
Cal Tjader,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marine Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Piero Umiliani,
David Bowie,
The Happenings,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fuzztones,
The Wake,
Pussy Galore,
Black Sheep,
Slick Rick,
Letta Mbulu,
Barbara Tucker,
Pole,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The New Christs,
The Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
Bang On A Can,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fela Kuti,
Skarface,
Morten Harket,
The Fire Engines,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.