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 Iraq and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 The Names to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells 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?
Hashim,
Schoolly D,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Residents,
Country Teasers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Nas,
T. Rex,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
Pulsallama,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Traffic Nightmare,
Technova,
Animal Collective,
The Black Dice,
Japan,
Oblivians,
Arab on Radar,
Metal Thangz,
Don Cherry,
Robert Wyatt,
Theoretical Girls,
Hardrive,
The Index,
The Cramps,
Lou Christie,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
the Slits,
Tommy Roe,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
Slick Rick,
Chris Corsano,
Pantytec,
The Sound,
Marc Almond,
Lee Hazlewood,
Can,
Lower 48,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boredoms,
Q and Not U,
Pole,
The Standells,
Sandy B,
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.