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 Philippines and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 DJ Sneak to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Ronan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
The Monochrome Set,
The Remains,
Tommy Roe,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
Simply Red,
Main Source,
FM Einheit,
Severed Heads,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fear,
Bob Dylan,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
The Young Rascals,
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
Barrington Levy,
Scrapy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drexciya,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
Malaria!,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Mills,
Amon Düül II,
Hot Snakes,
Harry Pussy,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
Todd Rundgren,
Yazoo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Livin' Joy,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
Nas,
Warsaw,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q and Not U,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Mission of Burma,
H. Thieme,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.