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 Czech Republic and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Severed Heads,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
Johnny Clarke,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
Brass Construction,
Radiopuhelimet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Main Source,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nils Olav,
Skriet,
Tommy Roe,
Kayak,
Television,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
John Foxx,
Marine Girls,
Pantytec,
The Red Krayola,
Erykah Badu,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
Funkadelic,
Bauhaus,
Minor Threat,
The Fuzztones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Soft Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Sugar Minott,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
The Young Rascals,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
A Certain Ratio,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blancmange,
Max Romeo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Offenders,
Marc Almond,
Bang On A Can,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül II,
Jeru the Damaja,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.