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 Niger and from Tehran.
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 Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Raincoats to the rap 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
New Age Steppers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Cal Tjader,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Halsall,
Parry Music,
MC5,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
The United States of America,
Pylon,
Pere Ubu,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Lucky Dragons,
Procol Harum,
Kaleidoscope,
Lakeside,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Porter Ricks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spandau Ballet,
Stiv Bators,
L. Decosne,
Excepter,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Starr,
Whodini,
F. McDonald,
The Remains,
Ludus,
Scan 7,
John Lydon,
The Zeros,
The Toasters,
The Stooges,
June of 44,
Robert Wyatt,
Joyce Sims,
Flamin' Groovies,
Con Funk Shun,
Crispian St. Peters,
Organ,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
OOIOO,
One Last Wish,
the Association,
Jeru the Damaja,
MDC,
Rites of Spring,
Infiniti,
Television,
Vainqueur,
Bronski Beat,
Moby Grape,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.