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 Bulgaria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Arcadia to the grime 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
Youth Brigade,
Audionom,
Sparks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
Technova,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mantronix,
Y Pants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MDC,
Sixth Finger,
The Searchers,
Yellowson,
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skaos,
DNA,
Dave Gahan,
Simply Red,
The Alarm Clocks,
Johnny Clarke,
Cybotron,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
Chris Corsano,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rekid,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythm & Sound,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Pop Group,
Lebanon Hanover,
T. Rex,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
Pantaleimon,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alton Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
UT,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Black Pus,
Desert Stars,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.