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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Rekid to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Cowsills,
Dark Day,
The Pop Group,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
The Zeros,
Aaron Thompson,
The Standells,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yaz,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
The Slits,
Pole,
Organ,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Isaac Hayes,
The Star Department,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Accadde A,
X-Ray Spex,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
Bronski Beat,
Throbbing Gristle,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
The J.B.'s,
Zapp,
Main Source,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
a-ha,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fatback Band,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.