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 Malawi and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bang On A Can to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
The Raincoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
Q65,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gregory Isaacs,
48th St. Collective,
Minutemen,
The Grass Roots,
Tomorrow,
Neu!,
Fugazi,
Zapp,
Sugar Minott,
Electric Prunes,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Eddi Front,
Lucky Dragons,
the Germs,
Newcleus,
This Heat,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Ponytail,
The J.B.'s,
Black Sheep,
Au Pairs,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Maleditus Sound,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gories,
Bobby Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
The Misunderstood,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Terry Callier,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shuggie Otis,
Radio Birdman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
One Last Wish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.