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 Andorra and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sällskapet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
The Monks,
Television Personalities,
Al Stewart,
T.S.O.L.,
Gong,
D'Angelo,
Alison Limerick,
Yaz,
Toni Rubio,
Mission of Burma,
Guru Guru,
Iggy Pop,
Camouflage,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
Zapp,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter & Gordon,
New York Dolls,
The Raincoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Susan Cadogan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
The Stooges,
Ultra Naté,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visage,
X-101,
Nirvana,
Jandek,
The Residents,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
Crispy Ambulance,
David McCallum,
Alphaville,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Massinfluence,
PIL,
Nik Kershaw,
Second Layer,
Rapeman,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
Smog,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Moby Grape,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonic Youth,
The Toasters,
X-102,
Bootsy Collins,
Main Source,
Monks,
UT,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.