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 Ukraine and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Swans,
Symarip,
K-Klass,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camouflage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Dolphy,
The Motions,
Ponytail,
Joey Negro,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Evens,
Altered Images,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rekid,
Visage,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
Easy Going,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
Scrapy,
Von Mondo,
the Normal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wings,
Spoonie Gee,
Severed Heads,
The Techniques,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Gories,
Surgeon,
Howard Jones,
Neu!,
Silicon Teens,
Suburban Knight,
This Heat,
Masters at Work,
Albert Ayler,
Liliput,
U.S. Maple,
Mark Hollis,
The New Christs,
Aural Exciters,
Peter and Kerry,
The Count Five,
Clear Light,
The Fall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.