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 Germany and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Swans,
Magma,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Marmalade,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Scion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Donald Byrd,
Grauzone,
Sugar Minott,
the Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Idris Muhammad,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Durutti Column,
Ultra Naté,
Roxette,
Reagan Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quadrant,
Bronski Beat,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rakim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deadbeat,
The Happenings,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Flag,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
Isaac Hayes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Lower 48,
X-102,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Warren Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.