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 Hungary and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Erykah Badu,
Goldenarms,
Loose Ends,
Sunsets and Hearts,
B.T. Express,
The Modern Lovers,
David Bowie,
Newcleus,
Spandau Ballet,
Inner City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jawbox,
New York Dolls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yellowson,
Dead Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
Harmonia,
Nick Fraelich,
Swell Maps,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry's Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Stooges,
Iggy Pop,
Wire,
Mo-Dettes,
Chris Corsano,
Derrick May,
Flipper,
The Happenings,
The American Breed,
Index,
Vainqueur,
Pantaleimon,
Fat Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Suburban Knight,
Blossom Toes,
Moebius,
Johnny Clarke,
Fela Kuti,
T. Rex,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
The Mummies,
The Wake,
Brick,
DJ Style,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
CMW,
Kenny Larkin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Franke,
Rakim,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.