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 Italy and from Philadelphia.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 DJ Style to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
China Crisis,
Eric Copeland,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pop Group,
PIL,
World's Most,
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
The Star Department,
Shoche,
The Trojans,
Cymande,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Move,
The Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Moss Icon,
Radiohead,
Max Romeo,
Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
Crash Course in Science,
This Heat,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kayak,
The Cure,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Hill,
Marc Almond,
Ituana,
Amon Düül,
Pulsallama,
Oneida,
K-Klass,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arthur Verocai,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blues Magoos,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faust,
JFA,
Letta Mbulu,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
Supertramp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fugs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Real Kids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.