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 United States and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Scientists to the rap 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Clear Light,
Moss Icon,
Maleditus Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Scion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Victims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slave,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
cv313,
Wings,
The Music Machine,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sugar Minott,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ohio Players,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minor Threat,
Boz Scaggs,
Bronski Beat,
Suicide,
Todd Terry,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Camouflage,
Deepchord,
Agitation Free,
Henry Cow,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
Von Mondo,
Dennis Brown,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare,
Theoretical Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joy Division,
Eric Copeland,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
X-Ray Spex,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
David McCallum,
Bobby Womack,
Niagra,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.