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 Dominican Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
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 spring reverb 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 Warren Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
X-102,
Fatback Band,
Metal Thangz,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
The Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ronnie Foster,
Shoche,
Minor Threat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Axelrod,
David McCallum,
Underground Resistance,
Davy DMX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Standells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
Easy Going,
Q65,
Joensuu 1685,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter & Gordon,
In Retrospect,
The Last Poets,
Blossom Toes,
Television Personalities,
The Buckinghams,
Camouflage,
Black Sheep,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lungfish,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Pus,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Infiniti,
Cluster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
Television,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
B.T. Express,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.