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 Kenya and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pagans,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fortunes,
Joyce Sims,
R.M.O.,
Gichy Dan,
Scan 7,
Franke,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter and Kerry,
Pole,
Qualms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hasil Adkins,
Niagra,
Josef K,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jacob Miller,
The Electric Prunes,
Talk Talk,
Eli Mardock,
Saccharine Trust,
The Invisible,
John Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
The Pop Group,
MC5,
Minny Pops,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
Von Mondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton,
Fugazi,
Sister Nancy,
Arcadia,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
Duran Duran,
Slave,
Malaria!,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Searchers,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.