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 Turkmenistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lyres to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
Dawn Penn,
Lightning Bolt,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nik Kershaw,
Minny Pops,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Bowie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Groovy Waters,
The Litter,
The Techniques,
The Happenings,
Man Parrish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brick,
Bronski Beat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
Wasted Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dual Sessions,
The New Christs,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
cv313,
Josef K,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
the Swans,
Nils Olav,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ohio Players,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
Sound Behaviour,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Move,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Jimmy McGriff,
8 Eyed Spy,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nick Fraelich,
Janne Schatter,
Swans,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.