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 Rwanda and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aaron Thompson to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick May,
Bluetip,
The Standells,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Icehouse,
Lalann,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
Delta 5,
Make Up,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Charles Mingus,
Lyres,
Anthony Braxton,
Das Ding,
Crime,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Womack,
The Smiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Star Department,
Franke,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David McCallum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Slave,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Moon,
Lakeside,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Fat Boys,
The Slits,
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
F. McDonald,
Ponytail,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.