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 Uruguay and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Bang On A Can to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Coltrane,
The Evens,
Stetsasonic,
Davy DMX,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-102,
Bill Wells,
Soulsonic Force,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Barracudas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
Ken Boothe,
Sam Rivers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Todd Rundgren,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
a-ha,
Dawn Penn,
Josef K,
The United States of America,
Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Fat Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
Darondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tim Buckley,
Chrome,
The Invisible,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
48th St. Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Smog,
The Names,
Graham Central Station,
Oneida,
The Trojans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Halsall,
Mo-Dettes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.