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 Congo and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nico to the rock 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Deepchord,
Shoche,
Black Pus,
The Residents,
Porter Ricks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Five Americans,
Model 500,
Howard Jones,
Sonic Youth,
The Pop Group,
Simply Red,
The Young Rascals,
Derrick May,
Lindisfarne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
Black Sheep,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
Clear Light,
Soul II Soul,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
The Cowsills,
Monks,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crime,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mr. Review,
Pulsallama,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
Lower 48,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minny Pops,
Scratch Acid,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Negative Approach,
Jandek,
Y Pants,
The Buckinghams,
The Angels of Light,
Chrome,
Mars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cramps,
Fad Gadget,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joyce Sims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
Warsaw,
Delta 5,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.