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 Australia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ice-T to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Black Moon,
Carl Craig,
Marvin Gaye,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cameo,
DJ Sneak,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
Camouflage,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Nico,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Crime,
Howard Jones,
Bang On A Can,
The Cowsills,
Ronan,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
The Smiths,
Glenn Branca,
T.S.O.L.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
The Birthday Party,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
Jacques Brel,
Animal Collective,
The Moody Blues,
AZ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
LL Cool J,
Whodini,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Buckinghams,
48th St. Collective,
Lower 48,
The Pretty Things,
Massinfluence,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gories,
Nas,
Pagans,
The Names,
Section 25,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Hill,
Absolute Body Control,
The Slits,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.