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 Samoa and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
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 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Jandek to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Inner City,
The Knickerbockers,
Tubeway Army,
Fela Kuti,
Cybotron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cymande,
Alice Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
Clear Light,
Joyce Sims,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
Faraquet,
Pantaleimon,
Minutemen,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
Popol Vuh,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Das Ding,
Andrew Hill,
MDC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
The Young Rascals,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Standells,
Chrome,
Blancmange,
Easy Going,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marvin Gaye,
June Days,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Mr. Review,
The Searchers,
Suicide,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Zeros,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Harry Pussy,
Scrapy,
The Moleskins,
The Pretty Things,
Nico,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ohio Players,
Chris & Cosey,
K-Klass,
The Stooges,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.