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 Argentina and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Nirvana to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cure,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Görl,
Wasted Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Delon & Dalcan,
cv313,
Nico,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Wells,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix,
John Lydon,
Index,
The Cowsills,
Das Ding,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Al Stewart,
Nik Kershaw,
The Residents,
Erykah Badu,
Isaac Hayes,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
The Black Dice,
the Association,
Drexciya,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Dead Boys,
Siglo XX,
Mo-Dettes,
Unrelated Segments,
World's Most,
Porter Ricks,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Slave,
Average White Band,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Trumans Water,
KRS-One,
Silicon Teens,
The Doobie Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Glenn Branca,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Monolake,
Tim Buckley,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Morten Harket,
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.