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 Vietnam and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 MC5 to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Don Cherry,
Moebius,
The Sound,
David Bowie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Names,
Stetsasonic,
Hardrive,
Henry Cow,
Althea and Donna,
The Grass Roots,
Rosa Yemen,
Siglo XX,
Metal Thangz,
The Fortunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Ossler,
The Stooges,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Malaria!,
UT,
The Leaves,
ABBA,
Flipper,
Isaac Hayes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Byron Stingily,
Scratch Acid,
Agitation Free,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Grey Daturas,
Faust,
Saccharine Trust,
Arthur Verocai,
New York Dolls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Archie Shepp,
Minutemen,
John Lydon,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doors,
Chris Corsano,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Procol Harum,
The Kinks,
Soft Machine,
Lower 48,
James White and The Blacks,
Scientists,
Fluxion,
Easy Going,
Ornette Coleman,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Green,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.