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 Albania and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Wire to the rock 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Basic Channel,
John Lydon,
H. Thieme,
The J.B.'s,
Black Bananas,
Amon Düül II,
The Slackers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tim Buckley,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ken Boothe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lungfish,
Outsiders,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Q65,
Funky Four + One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doors,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oneida,
Ice-T,
New Order,
Desert Stars,
Eli Mardock,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
Susan Cadogan,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Holt,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
Sugar Minott,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gap Band,
The Zeros,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pagans,
Dark Day,
R.M.O.,
Bluetip,
Duran Duran,
Colin Newman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Tropical Tobacco,
David Bowie,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.