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 Sudan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wally Richardson to the rock 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Juan Atkins,
Quando Quango,
Marcia Griffiths,
B.T. Express,
Symarip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dorothy Ashby,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Buzzcocks,
Nirvana,
Malaria!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Birthday Party,
Piero Umiliani,
EPMD,
Eden Ahbez,
Talk Talk,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
The Blues Magoos,
Hoover,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
Bluetip,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Althea and Donna,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Toni Rubio,
Faust,
Young Marble Giants,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marmalade,
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Finger,
Surgeon,
H. Thieme,
Minny Pops,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
JFA,
Cluster,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
Whodini,
Eurythmics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dead Boys,
Inner City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Adolescents,
Warren Ellis,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.