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 Tuvalu and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the funk 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
World's Most,
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
cv313,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
The Doobie Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Joyce Sims,
In Retrospect,
Tres Demented,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Shuggie Otis,
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spandau Ballet,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Enemy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fear,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cheater Slicks,
Average White Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marmalade,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
MC5,
Delta 5,
Hasil Adkins,
The Tremeloes,
Prince Buster,
Interpol,
Man Parrish,
Niagra,
EPMD,
Qualms,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
Derrick Morgan,
Underground Resistance,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
Organ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Techniques,
Soulsonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Bowie,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.