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 Togo and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Josef K to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Pantytec,
Donald Byrd,
Carl Craig,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eddi Front,
La Düsseldorf,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Bobby Sherman,
Jandek,
The Fugs,
Metal Thangz,
Erasure,
Faust,
The Durutti Column,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
Chrome,
Absolute Body Control,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gories,
X-Ray Spex,
John Cale,
Scan 7,
Marshall Jefferson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
Amon Düül,
The Remains,
Japan,
Barrington Levy,
Deakin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brass Construction,
The Kinks,
Bobby Womack,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Hill,
The Sonics,
The Pop Group,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grauzone,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sällskapet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mantronix,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Excepter,
The Real Kids,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacques Brel,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.