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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Neu! to the crunk 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
Rotary Connection,
Joy Division,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marc Almond,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
D'Angelo,
Swans,
Roxette,
The Searchers,
Desert Stars,
FM Einheit,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
Intrusion,
cv313,
Slick Rick,
the Sonics,
Warsaw,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker,
The Fire Engines,
MDC,
Agent Orange,
Chrome,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zapp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Motorama,
Surgeon,
Banda Bassotti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minutemen,
Flash Fearless,
Icehouse,
The Residents,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.