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 China and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Dennis Brown to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Blues Magoos,
Sexual Harrassment,
OOIOO,
Hot Snakes,
Tubeway Army,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Don Cherry,
Tom Boy,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gun Club,
Crime,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boredoms,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doors,
The United States of America,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Surgeon,
Ludus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Leonard Cohen,
The Move,
Fluxion,
Mo-Dettes,
Parry Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Robert Hood,
Byron Stingily,
Quando Quango,
Television,
Stetsasonic,
Accadde A,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.