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 Liberia and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the grime 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Scion,
Slave,
Brick,
The Victims,
Scott Walker,
The Pretty Things,
Junior Murvin,
Dual Sessions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare,
Animal Collective,
Los Fastidios,
Scrapy,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Letta Mbulu,
Ludus,
Anakelly,
Can,
MC5,
Supertramp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
B.T. Express,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
The Count Five,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
Cameo,
Intrusion,
Andrew Hill,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
The Star Department,
Isaac Hayes,
Sonic Youth,
New York Dolls,
Marine Girls,
Ronan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Q and Not U,
MDC,
Stetsasonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
June Days,
Lou Reed,
Radio Birdman,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.