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 South Sudan and from Edmonton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Trumans Water to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang of Four,
The Vogues,
The Moleskins,
Los Fastidios,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Faraquet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Con Funk Shun,
Joe Finger,
Desert Stars,
Cybotron,
The Stooges,
Technova,
Sixth Finger,
the Association,
Lyres,
Neil Young,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nas,
Don Cherry,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
Gichy Dan,
Agent Orange,
Boredoms,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Joyce Sims,
Kaleidoscope,
The Pretty Things,
The Evens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Royal Trux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Count Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Bluetip,
The Dead C,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ornette Coleman,
Marc Almond,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultravox,
Connie Case,
Nick Fraelich,
Gabor Szabo,
Monolake,
Warsaw,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Tom Boy,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.