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 Croatia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 ABC to the rap 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
U.S. Maple,
Crime,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
Nick Fraelich,
Anthony Braxton,
Sonic Youth,
Harmonia,
These Immortal Souls,
The Misunderstood,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dead Boys,
Magazine,
Hashim,
Television Personalities,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moss Icon,
Silicon Teens,
The Evens,
The Blues Magoos,
Symarip,
Gang of Four,
Subhumans,
The Pop Group,
Robert Hood,
Junior Murvin,
Guru Guru,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q and Not U,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Names,
Freddie Wadling,
the Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Marmalade,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
Eden Ahbez,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wings,
Pantytec,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Nirvana,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Knickerbockers,
Zapp,
Ronan,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.