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 Libya and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Q and Not U to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Cymande,
Ossler,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
Marine Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Starr,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Searchers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Index,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Carl Craig,
Marmalade,
Pulsallama,
MDC,
The Remains,
The Stooges,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quantec,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Saccharine Trust,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
Blossom Toes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Clarke,
Sam Rivers,
Masters at Work,
Public Enemy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
Television,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Freddie Wadling,
48th St. Collective,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eli Mardock,
Minutemen,
Connie Case,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Q65,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.