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 Luxembourg and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Swell Maps to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roxette,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
Interpol,
Flamin' Groovies,
Prince Buster,
Pussy Galore,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
Cheater Slicks,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick Morgan,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
Minnie Riperton,
Moss Icon,
Vladislav Delay,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Desert Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Oblivians,
The Selecter,
Roxy Music,
Mars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camouflage,
Eric Copeland,
The Fall,
JFA,
Royal Trux,
Sister Nancy,
Freddie Wadling,
Parry Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Marmalade,
Joe Finger,
Dave Gahan,
The Barracudas,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Talk Talk,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.