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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Massinfluence 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Skatalites,
MC5,
Delta 5,
Schoolly D,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
China Crisis,
Blancmange,
Black Bananas,
In Retrospect,
Pharoah Sanders,
Porter Ricks,
The Buckinghams,
ABC,
Erykah Badu,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispian St. Peters,
The American Breed,
Scan 7,
Laurel Aitken,
Rosa Yemen,
Dawn Penn,
Susan Cadogan,
The United States of America,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Skaos,
Ohio Players,
Rotary Connection,
Nils Olav,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
The Offenders,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donny Hathaway,
Brick,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sex Pistols,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Con Funk Shun,
Masters at Work,
Toni Rubio,
Marine Girls,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.