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 Lesotho and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 David Bowie 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Bauhaus,
OOIOO,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Delon & Dalcan,
EPMD,
John Cale,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Swans,
Carl Craig,
The Toasters,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Five Americans,
Clear Light,
CMW,
Faust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-101,
Urselle,
Dennis Brown,
John Coltrane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
Whodini,
Talk Talk,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Sheep,
Harpers Bizarre,
This Heat,
Curtis Mayfield,
Infiniti,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
The Gories,
Goldenarms,
The Litter,
Dual Sessions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terry Callier,
Graham Central Station,
U.S. Maple,
Dawn Penn,
Janne Schatter,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.