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 Sri Lanka and from Philadelphia.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Foxx to the grunge 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flamin' Groovies,
cv313,
Lalann,
Index,
The Red Krayola,
Chris Corsano,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Remains,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liliput,
Young Marble Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick May,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Invisible,
The Index,
Arab on Radar,
Alton Ellis,
E-Dancer,
The Smiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Gladiators,
CMW,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dead C,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hashim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül II,
Prince Buster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Blake Baxter,
The Misunderstood,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
Pierre Henry,
UT,
Jeff Lynne,
Oblivians,
These Immortal Souls,
DJ Style,
The Monochrome Set,
Henry Cow,
The Modern Lovers,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
The Searchers,
Adolescents,
The Busters,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.