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 Russia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Second Layer,
Steve Hackett,
Kas Product,
Blossom Toes,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Remains,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Rites of Spring,
Kurtis Blow,
Con Funk Shun,
Gong,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
James White and The Blacks,
The Real Kids,
Colin Newman,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
Japan,
Malaria!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grey Daturas,
The Neon Judgement,
Pussy Galore,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Sister Nancy,
the Human League,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minutemen,
Cluster,
The Cramps,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yaz,
Quando Quango,
The Electric Prunes,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
Depeche Mode,
Jacques Brel,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.