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 Senegal and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pole,
Monks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Alarm Clocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bush Tetras,
LL Cool J,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Bang On A Can,
AZ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Arthur Verocai,
Mandrill,
John Coltrane,
The Count Five,
The Slits,
Connie Case,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stiv Bators,
Excepter,
Mo-Dettes,
The Electric Prunes,
Whodini,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pretty Things,
Organ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Swans,
The Real Kids,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Newcleus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Archie Shepp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wire,
Heaven 17,
Gong,
Lightning Bolt,
The Young Rascals,
Panda Bear,
Von Mondo,
Spandau Ballet,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.