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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 grunge 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 a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
The Evens,
The Raincoats,
Easy Going,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Icehouse,
Ronnie Foster,
The Modern Lovers,
Sam Rivers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mummies,
David Bowie,
Shuggie Otis,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Saccharine Trust,
The Residents,
Rosa Yemen,
Tommy Roe,
Desert Stars,
The Martian,
Lindisfarne,
Anthony Braxton,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Red Krayola,
MC5,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Scan 7,
Bill Wells,
Colin Newman,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker,
X-101,
The Count Five,
Sight & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Magma,
Robert Wyatt,
Qualms,
Lungfish,
The Monochrome Set,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rakim,
The Five Americans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
Harpers Bizarre,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.