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 Italy and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Tres Demented to the rock 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Goldenarms,
Altered Images,
Kenny Larkin,
Colin Newman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scrapy,
Simply Red,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
Animal Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Mills,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
Boredoms,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
The Count Five,
Aural Exciters,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Residents,
R.M.O.,
Cameo,
Rekid,
Stiv Bators,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy Collins,
Los Fastidios,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gap Band,
Gang Starr,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed,
Laurel Aitken,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cosmic Jokers,
U.S. Maple,
Maleditus Sound,
Japan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Nas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.