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 Greece and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Gories to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kayak,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Fraelich,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Peter and Kerry,
Tom Boy,
Khruangbin,
The Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
Hashim,
The Selecter,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cowsills,
Symarip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Royal Trux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Funkadelic,
Spoonie Gee,
The Mummies,
Kas Product,
Matthew Bourne,
Spandau Ballet,
Make Up,
The Dirtbombs,
Scratch Acid,
The Stooges,
Public Enemy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Derrick Morgan,
Camouflage,
Malaria!,
Tres Demented,
Arthur Verocai,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
Matthew Halsall,
Ponytail,
Second Layer,
Qualms,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reagan Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
Gichy Dan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Whodini,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.