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 San Marino and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Pagans,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Reuben Wilson,
The Pop Group,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Popol Vuh,
Rufus Thomas,
LL Cool J,
Gang Green,
Nico,
R.M.O.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fatback Band,
Circle Jerks,
John Cale,
Brand Nubian,
The Buckinghams,
Cybotron,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Wasted Youth,
The Techniques,
Rosa Yemen,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Motorama,
Man Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Ten City,
MDC,
The Fugs,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Human League,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sound Behaviour,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül II,
John Coltrane,
Bluetip,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.