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 Kazakhstan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Gabor Szabo,
Rosa Yemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Skarface,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brothers Johnson,
the Germs,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crime,
Sonic Youth,
H. Thieme,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Crispy Ambulance,
DNA,
Amazonics,
Suburban Knight,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Accadde A,
John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Görl,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Raincoats,
Radio Birdman,
Pantytec,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Deepchord,
Los Fastidios,
Television,
Jimmy McGriff,
Con Funk Shun,
Theoretical Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Trumans Water,
10cc,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young,
Jerry's Kids,
Cymande,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Enemy,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.