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 Croatia and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Zapp to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stereo Dub,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Infiniti,
Rotary Connection,
Underground Resistance,
Cybotron,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
Lyres,
The Remains,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gories,
Bush Tetras,
Chris & Cosey,
EPMD,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
The Selecter,
The J.B.'s,
The Residents,
The Fire Engines,
Brothers Johnson,
Sound Behaviour,
Anakelly,
Charles Mingus,
Public Enemy,
Mo-Dettes,
AZ,
Hot Snakes,
Pussy Galore,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
Rites of Spring,
Barry Ungar,
Blancmange,
Anthony Braxton,
New York Dolls,
Cluster,
Hasil Adkins,
Scan 7,
Nas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.