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 Slovakia and from Lyon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the rock 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Deepchord,
U.S. Maple,
Eve St. Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
The Wake,
Aural Exciters,
Joey Negro,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Rapeman,
Lightning Bolt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Electric Prunes,
Rekid,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Copeland,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Invisible,
Johnny Clarke,
Youth Brigade,
Steve Hackett,
Harmonia,
Sonic Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Slits,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
FM Einheit,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Livin' Joy,
Crime,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
Matthew Bourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
Oneida,
The Searchers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.