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 Kiribati and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rap 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Black Sheep,
Nico,
Todd Terry,
Tom Boy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Country Teasers,
Lucky Dragons,
Silicon Teens,
Pantytec,
The Tremeloes,
The Divine Comedy,
The American Breed,
Grey Daturas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Surgeon,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxy Music,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Victims,
Agent Orange,
Lyres,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Supertramp,
10cc,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stiv Bators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
The Trojans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
The Toasters,
the Bar-Kays,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June Days,
Harpers Bizarre,
OOIOO,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Albert Ayler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lower 48,
The Slits,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.