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 Senegal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 MC5 to the disco 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Moby Grape,
Audionom,
Dual Sessions,
Interpol,
The Five Americans,
Terry Callier,
Kool Moe Dee,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
The Fuzztones,
Marc Almond,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
The Detroit Cobras,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rod Modell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Technova,
Trumans Water,
Jacob Miller,
The Buckinghams,
Bill Wells,
the Germs,
Scrapy,
Jacques Brel,
Connie Case,
The Gories,
Niagra,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
The Last Poets,
Freddie Wadling,
The Velvet Underground,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Evens,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Curtis Mayfield,
Parry Music,
Minutemen,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Altered Images,
New Order,
Oneida,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crooked Eye,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.