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 Bhutan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 Audionom to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Hasil Adkins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
Amazonics,
Warsaw,
Desert Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Skarface,
Patti Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
L. Decosne,
Maurizio,
Malaria!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacques Brel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Goldenarms,
Suicide,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
The Techniques,
Quadrant,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
Barrington Levy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joe Finger,
The Slits,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Magazine,
Camberwell Now,
Bronski Beat,
Nils Olav,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Lyres,
The Music Machine,
Camouflage,
the Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Derrick Morgan,
Duran Duran,
The Beau Brummels,
Young Marble Giants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Near,
The Seeds,
Outsiders,
Funkadelic,
Tom Boy,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Judy Mowatt,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.