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 Solomon Islands and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Howard Jones to the crunk 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Adolescents,
The Searchers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heaven 17,
Don Cherry,
Audionom,
Rufus Thomas,
Schoolly D,
Country Teasers,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare,
Theoretical Girls,
Panda Bear,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Near,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fortunes,
The Residents,
the Association,
Magazine,
F. McDonald,
The Buckinghams,
Neu!,
The Stooges,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mission of Burma,
U.S. Maple,
Ituana,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Rundgren,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cecil Taylor,
Delta 5,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eve St. Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Essential Logic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Symarip,
Nick Fraelich,
Darondo,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.