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 Hungary and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Banda Bassotti to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
U.S. Maple,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
Ice-T,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül,
Robert Wyatt,
New York Dolls,
Gichy Dan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Accadde A,
Joey Negro,
Visage,
Talk Talk,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
Scrapy,
Man Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Surgeon,
Second Layer,
Traffic Nightmare,
Albert Ayler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
T.S.O.L.,
Essential Logic,
Letta Mbulu,
Funkadelic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
Skarface,
Black Sheep,
Mars,
Cal Tjader,
Nas,
Dark Day,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Davy DMX,
The Modern Lovers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Minny Pops,
Tom Boy,
Siglo XX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
The Gories,
Brick,
Warsaw,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.