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 Dominica and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Skaos to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Marine Girls,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Y Pants,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
Agitation Free,
Mission of Burma,
The Neon Judgement,
Gong,
The Red Krayola,
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
James White and The Blacks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nils Olav,
Gastr Del Sol,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Flag,
The Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Los Fastidios,
X-102,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Pylon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang Starr,
Lower 48,
Negative Approach,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Residents,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Susan Cadogan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Carl Craig,
Deepchord,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.