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 Chad and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 T.S.O.L. to the rap 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unwound,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Dennis Brown,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Ohio Players,
The Zeros,
This Heat,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ornette Coleman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Organ,
Nas,
Ken Boothe,
Fad Gadget,
The Fugs,
The Moody Blues,
Quadrant,
X-Ray Spex,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blake Baxter,
Youth Brigade,
Royal Trux,
New Age Steppers,
Thompson Twins,
Scratch Acid,
Fugazi,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Happenings,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalann,
Robert Görl,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Sheep,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
Aural Exciters,
The Cure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Human League,
Black Flag,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joey Negro,
Joe Finger,
Camberwell Now,
Desert Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.