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 Egypt and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Danielle Patucci 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Interpol,
The Blues Magoos,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Zapp,
Essential Logic,
John Foxx,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Unrelated Segments,
Kevin Saunderson,
Simply Red,
Joyce Sims,
The Smoke,
DJ Style,
Hot Snakes,
JFA,
Piero Umiliani,
Don Cherry,
Delta 5,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
The Slits,
Symarip,
Gang Starr,
Wings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Girls At Our Best!,
Talk Talk,
Shoche,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Metal Thangz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Infiniti,
Matthew Halsall,
Rapeman,
Crispian St. Peters,
Leonard Cohen,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Blake Baxter,
Cecil Taylor,
Angry Samoans,
The Evens,
John Lydon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Technova,
Yellowson,
Wire,
Robert Hood,
Arcadia,
Rites of Spring,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.