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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Bobby Byrd to the techno 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Urselle,
Supertramp,
Peter and Kerry,
Sex Pistols,
Wasted Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalann,
Man Parrish,
Moss Icon,
Henry Cow,
Alison Limerick,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nico,
Amon Düül II,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rakim,
Marc Almond,
Half Japanese,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gun Club,
Rotary Connection,
Public Enemy,
Silicon Teens,
Japan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Slick Rick,
Panda Bear,
Lyres,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Das Ding,
Howard Jones,
Joey Negro,
Simply Red,
Black Flag,
Suburban Knight,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
Q65,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Birthday Party,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.