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 Kiribati and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 John Lydon to the techno 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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Birthday Party,
David Bowie,
The Residents,
Todd Rundgren,
CMW,
The Kinks,
Minny Pops,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Evens,
Terry Callier,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Colin Newman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Last Poets,
Unwound,
Matthew Bourne,
Mr. Review,
Tom Boy,
The Skatalites,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronan,
Maurizio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ossler,
Lou Reed,
The Black Dice,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Technova,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yaz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Groovy Waters,
X-Ray Spex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Silicon Teens,
The Index,
The Techniques,
Ultra Naté,
Stockholm Monsters,
Procol Harum,
Bush Tetras,
The Cowsills,
The Searchers,
Hardrive,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.