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 Mongolia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 chamberlin 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 Jeff Mills to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Theoretical Girls,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Prince Buster,
Pulsallama,
Jawbox,
The Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Ultimate Spinach,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
The Gap Band,
The Victims,
Visage,
The Blackbyrds,
John Holt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
Sound Behaviour,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Kinks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sonic Youth,
Amazonics,
Ituana,
Kurtis Blow,
The Saints,
The Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
The Techniques,
This Heat,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Count Five,
Saccharine Trust,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yaz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
John Lydon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Minutemen,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
The Black Dice,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.