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 Denmark and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Y Pants to the grunge 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rites of Spring,
Glenn Branca,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
Masters at Work,
Gang Green,
Sarah Menescal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-101,
Magazine,
Erykah Badu,
Jandek,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gichy Dan,
Motorama,
Fluxion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barclay James Harvest,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Average White Band,
Bang On A Can,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tom Boy,
Excepter,
Quadrant,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
Mad Mike,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Oblivians,
Trumans Water,
Audionom,
Alton Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Junior Murvin,
Simply Red,
Charles Mingus,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
UT,
Cameo,
The Slits,
Eric Copeland,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zapp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.