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 Gabon and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Shoche to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Simply Red,
Underground Resistance,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
In Retrospect,
the Germs,
Steve Hackett,
The Mojo Men,
The Monochrome Set,
Grauzone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sun Ra,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker,
Black Moon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Theoretical Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
Make Up,
Brothers Johnson,
Derrick May,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gun Club,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
X-101,
Main Source,
Funkadelic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
Charles Mingus,
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Human League,
Quadrant,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blossom Toes,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Accadde A,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.