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 Gabon and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Donny Hathaway,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
a-ha,
Babytalk,
Andrew Hill,
The Gories,
Public Enemy,
The Kinks,
Soft Cell,
Hoover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Rekid,
Amon Düül,
Camberwell Now,
Audionom,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cameo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fugs,
Johnny Clarke,
Kenny Larkin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wire,
Carl Craig,
Graham Central Station,
Ornette Coleman,
John Coltrane,
Inner City,
The Durutti Column,
Joyce Sims,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Rites of Spring,
Glenn Branca,
Moss Icon,
Black Moon,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
The Blues Magoos,
Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scratch Acid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Five Americans,
The Residents,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
Alphaville,
The Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Yazoo,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.