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 Micronesia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Pole to the jazz 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blake Baxter,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Glenn Branca,
New York Dolls,
The Toasters,
Moebius,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonic Youth,
The Busters,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
China Crisis,
These Immortal Souls,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fortunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
Buzzcocks,
Ornette Coleman,
Tears for Fears,
Black Flag,
The United States of America,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
ABC,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
The Trojans,
DNA,
The Count Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
Average White Band,
Eli Mardock,
Lightning Bolt,
Suburban Knight,
Letta Mbulu,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Al Stewart,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ohio Players,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.