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 Jamaica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe 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 Pulsallama to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kenny Larkin,
Niagra,
Pole,
Siglo XX,
Blossom Toes,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Ponytail,
The Doors,
Adolescents,
Bill Near,
The Names,
Sällskapet,
Fear,
Curtis Mayfield,
Henry Cow,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Lindisfarne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
Stiv Bators,
Quantec,
Groovy Waters,
Darondo,
The Remains,
The Last Poets,
Hardrive,
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Chris & Cosey,
The Selecter,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Supertramp,
Rapeman,
The Evens,
Deakin,
Y Pants,
Eli Mardock,
Al Stewart,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Toasters,
Bobby Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Bob Dylan,
June of 44,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Matthew Bourne,
The Victims,
The Barracudas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.