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 Germany and from New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
The Raincoats,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
Index,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Donald Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-101,
Minor Threat,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Thee Headcoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang of Four,
UT,
The Slackers,
The Black Dice,
Dark Day,
The Durutti Column,
Barry Ungar,
Grauzone,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
Faraquet,
Letta Mbulu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Funky Four + One,
Rod Modell,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Carl Craig,
Judy Mowatt,
Intrusion,
Laurel Aitken,
Symarip,
The Busters,
The Happenings,
The Motions,
Brass Construction,
Jacob Miller,
Dennis Brown,
Animal Collective,
Guru Guru,
Kool Moe Dee,
Model 500,
Pussy Galore,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Little Man,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.