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 Korea South and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fela Kuti to the dance 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Cheater Slicks,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moss Icon,
Crooked Eye,
MC5,
The Offenders,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
June Days,
FM Einheit,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lalann,
Babytalk,
Accadde A,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sam Rivers,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Juan Atkins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Glenn Branca,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
Chrome,
Eli Mardock,
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül,
Los Fastidios,
The Moleskins,
Sight & Sound,
Guru Guru,
Josef K,
the Bar-Kays,
KRS-One,
Sonic Youth,
Carl Craig,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Associates,
The Dirtbombs,
Lee Hazlewood,
OOIOO,
Ornette Coleman,
Janne Schatter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.