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 Kuwait and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Minutemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
In Retrospect,
The Slits,
MDC,
The Index,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yazoo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Spandau Ballet,
Excepter,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hardrive,
Cameo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Country Teasers,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
Sixth Finger,
Television,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
AZ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mark Hollis,
Metal Thangz,
June Days,
Sällskapet,
Popol Vuh,
Quantec,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flamin' Groovies,
JFA,
Ice-T,
Bobby Byrd,
The New Christs,
The Cramps,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ossler,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
Scrapy,
Zapp,
Graham Central Station,
The Golliwogs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra,
The Buckinghams,
D'Angelo,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.