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 Barbados and from Columbus.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Darondo to the grime 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
EPMD,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Procol Harum,
Ludus,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Little Man,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ice-T,
Can,
The Moleskins,
Gang Green,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pere Ubu,
Joy Division,
Swell Maps,
Reuben Wilson,
Ten City,
X-101,
Funkadelic,
The Leaves,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
The Angels of Light,
David Axelrod,
Spoonie Gee,
Hoover,
Mantronix,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Copeland,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aloha Tigers,
Jawbox,
Bronski Beat,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Byrd,
Ronan,
Deakin,
David Bowie,
The Tremeloes,
Skarface,
cv313,
Reagan Youth,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Trojans,
Kaleidoscope,
The Skatalites,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.