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 Qatar 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Agent Orange to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Stetsasonic,
Nirvana,
Oblivians,
Bill Wells,
New York Dolls,
Wally Richardson,
Excepter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Smog,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
Darondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Normal,
Depeche Mode,
Kayak,
the Bar-Kays,
Tears for Fears,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Make Up,
The Fortunes,
Moby Grape,
Sound Behaviour,
Cabaret Voltaire,
KRS-One,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
Adolescents,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suicide,
Mary Jane Girls,
Niagra,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Gabor Szabo,
Mad Mike,
The Techniques,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
CMW,
Glenn Branca,
Little Man,
The Pretty Things,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David McCallum,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Sun City Girls,
Cymande,
Circle Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.