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 Oman and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Cameo to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
The Sonics,
The United States of America,
Surgeon,
Kayak,
The Knickerbockers,
The Index,
Alphaville,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fluxion,
Nico,
The Dead C,
Q65,
Robert Görl,
Theoretical Girls,
Moebius,
Prince Buster,
Joey Negro,
Inner City,
Susan Cadogan,
EPMD,
Warren Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Stetsasonic,
Ponytail,
Joe Smooth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Isaac Hayes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
Scientists,
Judy Mowatt,
the Bar-Kays,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Easy Going,
Suicide,
The Slits,
Bill Wells,
The Five Americans,
Technova,
Jandek,
Scan 7,
Gang of Four,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quadrant,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tubeway Army,
The Black Dice,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.