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 Somalia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Deadbeat to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Bobby Byrd,
Second Layer,
The Sound,
Slave,
Alphaville,
Scientists,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
Jeff Lynne,
Barrington Levy,
The Young Rascals,
Essential Logic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Derrick Morgan,
Clear Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camberwell Now,
Hashim,
Throbbing Gristle,
10cc,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cowsills,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
Crime,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band,
Eric Copeland,
Kayak,
John Holt,
DJ Style,
Mr. Review,
FM Einheit,
Japan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Golliwogs,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Infiniti,
Suicide,
The Tremeloes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alison Limerick,
The Angels of Light,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry's Kids,
Deepchord,
Minutemen,
Spandau Ballet,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.