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 Bhutan and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erykah Badu,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
Tom Boy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Franke,
Ludus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dirtbombs,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bill Wells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Slackers,
Subhumans,
Alphaville,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ice-T,
Bob Dylan,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Symarip,
DNA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
The Star Department,
Joe Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Warsaw,
Das Ding,
Aswad,
Sam Rivers,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
The Birthday Party,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
The Busters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mandrill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
Camberwell Now,
Shoche,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.