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 Burkina and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the grime 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Pole,
Anthony Braxton,
The Birthday Party,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
Brick,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
L. Decosne,
Barry Ungar,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül,
The Blues Magoos,
Peter & Gordon,
The Wake,
Siglo XX,
The Saints,
Scan 7,
Ultimate Spinach,
Byron Stingily,
Tommy Roe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
The Flesh Eaters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun Ra,
Ultra Naté,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ohio Players,
Silicon Teens,
Stetsasonic,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moebius,
Judy Mowatt,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
Idris Muhammad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Massinfluence,
Nik Kershaw,
Amon Düül II,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.