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 Belarus and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Smoke to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soulsonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Todd Terry,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Move,
Kaleidoscope,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Joey Negro,
Soft Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
The Barracudas,
PIL,
The Mummies,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scion,
Juan Atkins,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Skatalites,
Spandau Ballet,
OOIOO,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
World's Most,
Mission of Burma,
Davy DMX,
The Black Dice,
Bauhaus,
Sandy B,
The Doors,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Bobby Womack,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Inner City,
Cecil Taylor,
Zapp,
The Last Poets,
Vladislav Delay,
Drive Like Jehu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Infiniti,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.