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 Bangladesh and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare 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 KRS-One to the grunge 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Lindisfarne,
The Leaves,
Davy DMX,
Archie Shepp,
Pierre Henry,
Surgeon,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin,
Sam Rivers,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Outsiders,
Mr. Review,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Moleskins,
Harmonia,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Selecter,
JFA,
Crispian St. Peters,
Carl Craig,
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Bourne,
Sixth Finger,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
June of 44,
Wasted Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Reagan Youth,
Lower 48,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Music Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flash Fearless,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Bananas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bad Manners,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Bluetip,
The Misunderstood,
Lakeside,
Altered Images,
Adolescents,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.