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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swell Maps 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
Pere Ubu,
Theoretical Girls,
World's Most,
The Birthday Party,
Hardrive,
The Sound,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gabor Szabo,
Bush Tetras,
Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
The Raincoats,
Duran Duran,
Dead Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
CMW,
Japan,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
Suicide,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The J.B.'s,
Niagra,
The Leaves,
Todd Rundgren,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The American Breed,
Rod Modell,
Jandek,
DNA,
Tears for Fears,
Charles Mingus,
Johnny Clarke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Godley & Creme,
Ludus,
Basic Channel,
Ponytail,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
David McCallum,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Normal,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.