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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
The Mummies,
This Heat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slave,
Hot Snakes,
The Kinks,
Jandek,
The Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
Scientists,
Erasure,
David Axelrod,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Reuben Wilson,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
Todd Terry,
Suburban Knight,
Henry Cow,
The Selecter,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
Gang of Four,
Mars,
The Cramps,
Rapeman,
Crime,
Desert Stars,
Second Layer,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David Bowie,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lakeside,
Fat Boys,
Metal Thangz,
Alton Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane,
These Immortal Souls,
E-Dancer,
Duran Duran,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.