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 Guatemala and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ 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?
The Vogues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zapp,
Jacques Brel,
MDC,
Ituana,
China Crisis,
The Gap Band,
The Star Department,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quando Quango,
Camouflage,
Marc Almond,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABC,
Swell Maps,
Donald Byrd,
The Victims,
Negative Approach,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
Eli Mardock,
Groovy Waters,
Malaria!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joyce Sims,
Sexual Harrassment,
Model 500,
Prince Buster,
Jerry's Kids,
Scientists,
The Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Roxy Music,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
The Raincoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
The Beau Brummels,
Make Up,
Delta 5,
Marine Girls,
Tom Boy,
Stereo Dub,
Television Personalities,
The Divine Comedy,
Howard Jones,
EPMD,
Youth Brigade,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Monolake,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.