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 Nigeria and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the electroclash 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis 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?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gong,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
The United States of America,
John Foxx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
Section 25,
KRS-One,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pierre Henry,
Hoover,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed,
Severed Heads,
Saccharine Trust,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ponytail,
K-Klass,
Banda Bassotti,
Harry Pussy,
The Neon Judgement,
Joe Smooth,
Simply Red,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
David Bowie,
Amazonics,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Birthday Party,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dark Day,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skarface,
Kenny Larkin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wolf Eyes,
Connie Case,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers,
T.S.O.L.,
Grey Daturas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Y Pants,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.