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 Mauritius and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Tremeloes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Piero Umiliani,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers,
Alison Limerick,
Radiohead,
Massinfluence,
Fugazi,
Los Fastidios,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Wyatt,
Zapp,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Aaron Thompson,
Harmonia,
Bill Wells,
The Detroit Cobras,
Buzzcocks,
Q and Not U,
LL Cool J,
La Düsseldorf,
Kevin Saunderson,
EPMD,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cheater Slicks,
Loose Ends,
One Last Wish,
Shuggie Otis,
Lungfish,
Ultravox,
The Cowsills,
Schoolly D,
Agitation Free,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Sam Rivers,
Boz Scaggs,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Starr,
The Pop Group,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Kinks,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Accadde A,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
UT,
The Music Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
Marcia Griffiths,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Leonard Cohen,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
John Lydon,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.