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 Syria and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Peter & Gordon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Tim Buckley,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
Alton Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
The Names,
Fear,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
Das Ding,
Quando Quango,
David McCallum,
Carl Craig,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
John Holt,
Sound Behaviour,
Johnny Clarke,
Electric Prunes,
The Dead C,
Chris & Cosey,
Man Parrish,
Donny Hathaway,
AZ,
The Sound,
Dark Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young,
Oblivians,
The Pretty Things,
Wolf Eyes,
Zapp,
Matthew Halsall,
Jandek,
Ice-T,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Aswad,
Schoolly D,
The Buckinghams,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camberwell Now,
The Music Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald 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.