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 Austria and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
K-Klass,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Erasure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
Sister Nancy,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
KRS-One,
Infiniti,
The Leaves,
Cheater Slicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Dual Sessions,
The Motions,
Quadrant,
Gong,
Peter & Gordon,
Jawbox,
World's Most,
Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
Vladislav Delay,
Buzzcocks,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Smog,
Stetsasonic,
The Wake,
The Red Krayola,
Ronan,
Mark Hollis,
Skaos,
Inner City,
Josef K,
Whodini,
Swell Maps,
Hardrive,
John Holt,
Iggy Pop,
The Standells,
Kerrie Biddell,
Archie Shepp,
Sound Behaviour,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fatback Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
The Velvet Underground,
Bill Wells,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.