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 Greece and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Deepchord,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
Reagan Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Trumans Water,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The American Breed,
H. Thieme,
Jandek,
The Monochrome Set,
Ten City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Niagra,
Matthew Halsall,
Mantronix,
The Smiths,
Gang Green,
Excepter,
This Heat,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
Crash Course in Science,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Dawn Penn,
Japan,
Harry Pussy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Black Dice,
Minny Pops,
Lee Hazlewood,
Desert Stars,
B.T. Express,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cecil Taylor,
the Human League,
Country Teasers,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
Ornette Coleman,
Rod Modell,
Masters at Work,
Quando Quango,
Ken Boothe,
Marc Almond,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pere Ubu,
Howard Jones,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.