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 Taiwan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Blossom Toes to the techno 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet,
Flipper,
Flamin' Groovies,
Silicon Teens,
Adolescents,
Shuggie Otis,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool Moe Dee,
a-ha,
Parry Music,
Roxy Music,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Motions,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Circle Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dave Gahan,
Main Source,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grauzone,
Glenn Branca,
Glambeats Corp.,
Josef K,
Soul II Soul,
E-Dancer,
FM Einheit,
In Retrospect,
H. Thieme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Mission of Burma,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stockholm Monsters,
Swans,
The Kinks,
Kerri Chandler,
Idris Muhammad,
Blancmange,
Mars,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
The Dead C,
Terry Callier,
Sight & Sound,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gong,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic 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.