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 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Andrew Hill to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter and Kerry,
Lower 48,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Foxx,
Sound Behaviour,
The Golliwogs,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
The Real Kids,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mo-Dettes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
EPMD,
U.S. Maple,
Lungfish,
Ice-T,
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
The Names,
Thee Headcoats,
Ossler,
The Saints,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
Guru Guru,
Saccharine Trust,
Youth Brigade,
Thompson Twins,
Gong,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jeff Mills,
Crime,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
Pierre Henry,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang On A Can,
Wire,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.