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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 The Skatalites to the disco 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Duran Duran,
Lou Christie,
Tres Demented,
Sex Pistols,
Aural Exciters,
Scion,
Jacob Miller,
Fluxion,
Symarip,
Visage,
Little Man,
Harpers Bizarre,
Make Up,
Liliput,
Rekid,
Sight & Sound,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Names,
New York Dolls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Normal,
Oblivians,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
The Fugs,
The Cramps,
JFA,
Black Sheep,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rakim,
Bad Manners,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
China Crisis,
Schoolly D,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Selecter,
10cc,
Subhumans,
Dave Gahan,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
Al Stewart,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Prince Buster,
The Victims,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Soft Cell,
Josef K,
The Fortunes,
Tim Buckley,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.