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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Robert Palmer 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 Interpol to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Blackbyrds,
The Neon Judgement,
Drive Like Jehu,
a-ha,
Ten City,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
Howard Jones,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
Peter and Kerry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Red Krayola,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dead Boys,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pantaleimon,
Ronnie Foster,
Rufus Thomas,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Lucky Dragons,
The Walker Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ice-T,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Franke,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
Monks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
KRS-One,
Josef K,
Faust,
Section 25,
The Birthday Party,
Zero Boys,
Public Enemy,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Pus,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Copeland,
Chris Corsano,
Amazonics,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.