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 Niger and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Underground Resistance to the rap 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
the Sonics,
Maurizio,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Darondo,
Nas,
The Pretty Things,
Funkadelic,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kenny Larkin,
The Angels of Light,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Livin' Joy,
Roxy Music,
Judy Mowatt,
Harry Pussy,
Mission of Burma,
LL Cool J,
Dawn Penn,
Joensuu 1685,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skarface,
Agent Orange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Khruangbin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wally Richardson,
Das Ding,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Holt,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Dead Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Lyres,
Kurtis Blow,
Buzzcocks,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minnie Riperton,
Ten City,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Byrd,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.