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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Cluster to the funk 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Beau Brummels,
the Association,
The Birthday Party,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Panda Bear,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
the Normal,
The Moleskins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Music Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Icehouse,
Make Up,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bill Wells,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Gong,
Shoche,
Charles Mingus,
Soulsonic Force,
Unwound,
Eric Dolphy,
Maurizio,
Man Eating Sloth,
Slave,
Desert Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Can,
The Victims,
Magma,
Flipper,
Amon Düül II,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
New York Dolls,
Talk Talk,
A Certain Ratio,
Circle Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
The Residents,
The Standells,
Scientists,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Arab on Radar,
Supertramp,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.