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 Micronesia and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Essential Logic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Bad Manners,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
Connie Case,
X-101,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Vainqueur,
Japan,
The American Breed,
Nik Kershaw,
the Slits,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
The Cramps,
Lou Christie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter & Gordon,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gabor Szabo,
Todd Terry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mr. Review,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quando Quango,
Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Bourne,
Wings,
Oblivians,
The Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Essential Logic,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
The Happenings,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
The Smiths,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.