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 Marshall Islands and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Byron Stingily,
June Days,
Warren Ellis,
Rekid,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Hood,
Soul II Soul,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Womack,
The Fugs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
June of 44,
Symarip,
The Busters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dead C,
The Tremeloes,
Radiohead,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sound Behaviour,
The Index,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sound,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Alton Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nas,
Alison Limerick,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q65,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.