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 Moldova and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Raincoats 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Jeff Mills,
The Stooges,
Boredoms,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Evens,
Terry Callier,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Albert Ayler,
B.T. Express,
the Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Nirvana,
The Trojans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Joe Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
The Busters,
Unwound,
Cameo,
Section 25,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anakelly,
The United States of America,
Minny Pops,
Organ,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marmalade,
The Offenders,
The Remains,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
The Count Five,
Theoretical Girls,
X-102,
Suburban Knight,
Basic Channel,
Dead Boys,
Jerry's Kids,
Fatback Band,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Alice Coltrane,
Joyce Sims,
The Pop Group,
Wolf Eyes,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sugar Minott,
The Selecter,
Moebius,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.