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 Libya and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Slits to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Susan Cadogan,
the Association,
Liliput,
Yaz,
Ken Boothe,
New Age Steppers,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma,
Vladislav Delay,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jandek,
The Golliwogs,
Dennis Brown,
8 Eyed Spy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camberwell Now,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Dual Sessions,
DNA,
Fela Kuti,
Yazoo,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Martian,
Hot Snakes,
Excepter,
Andrew Hill,
the Bar-Kays,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
The Smoke,
Marc Almond,
Kayak,
Faust,
Charles Mingus,
Mark Hollis,
Skaos,
Joe Smooth,
The Fugs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Scan 7,
The Blackbyrds,
Graham Central Station,
Scott Walker,
Toni Rubio,
The Tremeloes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Lalann,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.