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 Luxembourg and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Chrome to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
OOIOO,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moody Blues,
The United States of America,
Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
T. Rex,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
The Fuzztones,
Sällskapet,
The Music Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cluster,
Harry Pussy,
The Last Poets,
The Red Krayola,
Ludus,
Theoretical Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joey Negro,
The Durutti Column,
Eurythmics,
Maleditus Sound,
Henry Cow,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lalann,
Fear,
Nation of Ulysses,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Unwound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Icehouse,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mission of Burma,
The Monks,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sight & Sound,
Sam Rivers,
Yellowson,
Kenny Larkin,
The Walker Brothers,
Cymande,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Soul II Soul,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.