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 Lesotho and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Archie Shepp,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
the Soft Cell,
Amazonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Neon Judgement,
Brass Construction,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minny Pops,
Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
T. Rex,
Rufus Thomas,
Brand Nubian,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Bowie,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra,
Robert Wyatt,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Techniques,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang of Four,
Ossler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
The Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Mission of Burma,
Fugazi,
Ice-T,
Roxette,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Green,
Can,
New York Dolls,
Nils Olav,
ABC,
kango's stein massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
UT,
Chris & Cosey,
Metal Thangz,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Quando Quango,
Marc Almond,
Gil Scott Heron,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scientists,
Grauzone,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.