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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Trojans,
The Angels of Light,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Marmalade,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suicide,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Hoover,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
Suburban Knight,
Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
The Gladiators,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Siglo XX,
Tears for Fears,
Bauhaus,
T.S.O.L.,
Shoche,
Outsiders,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
Rekid,
Aural Exciters,
Blancmange,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Bourne,
Neu!,
Franke,
the Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
Rotary Connection,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Organ,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
Soft Machine,
Robert Görl,
Inner City,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.