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 Kiribati 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Susan Cadogan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
The Grass Roots,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scratch Acid,
The Saints,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
Bob Dylan,
Minutemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Throbbing Gristle,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echospace,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
Johnny Osbourne,
Anakelly,
Rod Modell,
John Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Cal Tjader,
Cybotron,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Pus,
Loose Ends,
Lungfish,
Deadbeat,
Interpol,
Youth Brigade,
Pantytec,
DJ Sneak,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
Tears for Fears,
Nirvana,
Oneida,
A Certain Ratio,
Q65,
a-ha,
Adolescents,
Josef K,
Tubeway Army,
OOIOO,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Red Krayola,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.