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 Brazil and from London.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Sarah Menescal to the rock 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
D'Angelo,
The Birthday Party,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tim Buckley,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Symarip,
Lou Reed,
Warren Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Junior Murvin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vainqueur,
Liliput,
The Leaves,
Iggy Pop,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
Graham Central Station,
The Saints,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Copeland,
Ossler,
Fatback Band,
Albert Ayler,
Black Moon,
The Cramps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids,
Agent Orange,
Arcadia,
Young Marble Giants,
Yellowson,
R.M.O.,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Cale,
Radio Birdman,
The Music Machine,
The Trojans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tommy Roe,
Eden Ahbez,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.