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 Kazakhstan and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stereo Dub,
Jeru the Damaja,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
UT,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Evens,
Mo-Dettes,
CMW,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Popol Vuh,
Patti Smith,
Grauzone,
Agent Orange,
The Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
John Foxx,
Hasil Adkins,
Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Minnie Riperton,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiohead,
The Fuzztones,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
Marmalade,
The Toasters,
Scion,
Janne Schatter,
Zapp,
Ponytail,
Black Moon,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
48th St. Collective,
Intrusion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Prince Buster,
Organ,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sällskapet,
Sister Nancy,
Charles Mingus,
Mad Mike,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sugar Minott,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultravox,
Banda Bassotti,
Bronski Beat,
Johnny Clarke,
Suburban Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Excepter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.