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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Cure to the dance 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Banda Bassotti,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
Deadbeat,
Fad Gadget,
Talk Talk,
Max Romeo,
Henry Cow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wally Richardson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
EPMD,
Au Pairs,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Near,
The Cure,
Brass Construction,
Organ,
Second Layer,
Darondo,
Ronan,
Skriet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mojo Men,
Dorothy Ashby,
Reagan Youth,
the Germs,
Skarface,
The Velvet Underground,
Donny Hathaway,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Japan,
Donald Byrd,
Maleditus Sound,
Dave Gahan,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
Jerry's Kids,
Tomorrow,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cramps,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Hill,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.