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 the UAE and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Young Marble Giants,
Scion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
Nick Fraelich,
Altered Images,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Motorama,
Bill Wells,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
The Associates,
Vladislav Delay,
48th St. Collective,
Loose Ends,
Camouflage,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
Amon Düül,
Sandy B,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
Gang of Four,
Swell Maps,
Connie Case,
Pantaleimon,
Inner City,
Technova,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
New Age Steppers,
Sugar Minott,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
Deepchord,
Moebius,
Tommy Roe,
Average White Band,
Henry Cow,
The Motions,
Bauhaus,
Derrick May,
Barry Ungar,
Lakeside,
Lucky Dragons,
Duran Duran,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalann,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.