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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Skriet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Misunderstood,
Donald Byrd,
Pulsallama,
Dave Gahan,
Ralphi Rosario,
U.S. Maple,
Television,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
The Divine Comedy,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Graham Central Station,
John Lydon,
Minnie Riperton,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marvin Gaye,
Swans,
Radiohead,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
Eli Mardock,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fugs,
One Last Wish,
Anakelly,
Reagan Youth,
Niagra,
Sparks,
Sexual Harrassment,
World's Most,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Royal Trux,
The Fortunes,
Deadbeat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Von Mondo,
Mad Mike,
Icehouse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
JFA,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eurythmics,
Los Fastidios,
The Zeros,
Gang of Four,
Blancmange,
Clear Light,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.