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 United States and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Barbara Tucker to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Leonard Cohen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Don Cherry,
Tim Buckley,
Toni Rubio,
Flipper,
The Litter,
Sonic Youth,
Newcleus,
Patti Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Terry Callier,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fortunes,
Robert Hood,
Angry Samoans,
Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
the Association,
Jerry's Kids,
Intrusion,
John Holt,
F. McDonald,
The Golliwogs,
Monks,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Scientists,
Minny Pops,
Mandrill,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Morten Harket,
Delon & Dalcan,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Sherman,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Evens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Black Moon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
Suburban Knight,
Adolescents,
Gabor Szabo,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
China Crisis,
Quando Quango,
The Move,
Jimmy McGriff,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül,
The Stooges,
Godley & Creme,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.