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 Fiji 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alison Limerick,
Zero Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sonic Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donny Hathaway,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
Wally Richardson,
The Saints,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
Rod Modell,
Throbbing Gristle,
10cc,
Letta Mbulu,
Heaven 17,
Neu!,
The Durutti Column,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
Angry Samoans,
Fat Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pop Group,
Toni Rubio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Almond,
Cymande,
The Stooges,
the Slits,
One Last Wish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
Ten City,
Warsaw,
Pulsallama,
Marcia Griffiths,
Saccharine Trust,
Yazoo,
Panda Bear,
The Black Dice,
The Leaves,
The Mojo Men,
Mandrill,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tres Demented,
Cal Tjader,
Motorama,
Nils Olav,
Agitation Free,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.