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 Thailand and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Prince Buster to the crunk 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Icehouse,
Von Mondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zapp,
Neu!,
UT,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Sam Rivers,
La Düsseldorf,
Easy Going,
The Associates,
The Knickerbockers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Reagan Youth,
Althea and Donna,
The Golliwogs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
World's Most,
Ultra Naté,
Agent Orange,
The Kinks,
The Last Poets,
Alison Limerick,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
Excepter,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
Basic Channel,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Bananas,
Goldenarms,
The Index,
June Days,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fall,
The Fuzztones,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Kas Product,
Metal Thangz,
Freddie Wadling,
Nico,
Suburban Knight,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
Cal Tjader,
Brass Construction,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Modern Lovers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.