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 Bahrain and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bill Near to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Bang On A Can,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacques Brel,
Matthew Halsall,
Roger Hodgson,
DJ Sneak,
Connie Case,
Hoover,
Ultravox,
Nico,
Funkadelic,
Slick Rick,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
Ossler,
Tubeway Army,
The Moody Blues,
Simply Red,
Depeche Mode,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
John Foxx,
The Dirtbombs,
Lou Reed,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Warren Ellis,
The Modern Lovers,
Scion,
The United States of America,
Malaria!,
Vainqueur,
Josef K,
Sister Nancy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gap Band,
Gong,
Flipper,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Knickerbockers,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Style,
Bob Dylan,
the Bar-Kays,
F. McDonald,
Duran Duran,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.