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 Honduras and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Depeche Mode to the grime 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül,
Circle Jerks,
Cal Tjader,
Easy Going,
Bill Wells,
Cymande,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
Malaria!,
Crispian St. Peters,
New Order,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Smog,
Arcadia,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
Tom Boy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Matthew Bourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cecil Taylor,
Roy Ayers,
Whodini,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
Silicon Teens,
Ossler,
Deakin,
Bush Tetras,
Alphaville,
Desert Stars,
Lou Christie,
Charles Mingus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sandy B,
Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Brick,
Monks,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
The Knickerbockers,
Toni Rubio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Fraelich,
Blancmange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Supertramp,
The Barracudas,
Neil Young,
Kool Moe Dee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.