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 Canada 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 X-102 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Circle Jerks,
Sparks,
CMW,
New Age Steppers,
Popol Vuh,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wally Richardson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tubeway Army,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Godley & Creme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boredoms,
Spoonie Gee,
Warren Ellis,
Essential Logic,
Newcleus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deadbeat,
Faraquet,
Marcia Griffiths,
New York Dolls,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
ABC,
Arthur Verocai,
Basic Channel,
Marine Girls,
Minny Pops,
Ultravox,
Clear Light,
Pagans,
The New Christs,
Steve Hackett,
Nas,
MC5,
The Slits,
Crooked Eye,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Black Dice,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.