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 Poland and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Josef K to the techno 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Audionom,
Rod Modell,
Minny Pops,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Age Steppers,
David McCallum,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mars,
Joe Smooth,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
Shoche,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
Cybotron,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Womack,
Colin Newman,
Lucky Dragons,
Clear Light,
Wings,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
Fluxion,
Black Flag,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Drexciya,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Model 500,
Lalann,
June Days,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Blancmange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scott Walker,
Pere Ubu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Bananas,
Liliput,
Mo-Dettes,
K-Klass,
Minnie Riperton,
Avey Tare,
Suicide,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scan 7,
Hashim,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.