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 Guatemala and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Harpers Bizarre to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Mantronix,
Drexciya,
Goldenarms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echospace,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
Tubeway Army,
Ituana,
The Red Krayola,
Aswad,
Procol Harum,
The Cowsills,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Icehouse,
Cluster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Accadde A,
Ken Boothe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soulsonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fad Gadget,
Visage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Excepter,
June Days,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kayak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sam Rivers,
Saccharine Trust,
Ohio Players,
Robert Görl,
Desert Stars,
U.S. Maple,
Guru Guru,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barrington Levy,
Cal Tjader,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
Lower 48,
The Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rod Modell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.