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 Belize and from New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Evens to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television,
Jawbox,
Jandek,
the Slits,
Iggy Pop,
Scrapy,
Young Marble Giants,
Archie Shepp,
Maleditus Sound,
Sam Rivers,
New Age Steppers,
UT,
Hoover,
The Busters,
The Dead C,
Motorama,
The Litter,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fluxion,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Carl Craig,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
Nils Olav,
Audionom,
DJ Style,
10cc,
Josef K,
Ossler,
The Happenings,
Easy Going,
Bluetip,
Aloha Tigers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Quando Quango,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marvin Gaye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marshall Jefferson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Donald Byrd,
Main Source,
Grauzone,
Guru Guru,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Newcleus,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.