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 Bangladesh and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pantytec to the rap 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cal Tjader,
Scratch Acid,
MC5,
Technova,
The Smiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wire,
Y Pants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Newcleus,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fall,
Kurtis Blow,
Excepter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
John Cale,
Das Ding,
The Searchers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Little Man,
The Litter,
K-Klass,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joey Negro,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
Lungfish,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
The Mummies,
Accadde A,
The Move,
Heaven 17,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
Freddie Wadling,
AZ,
Cameo,
Dawn Penn,
Scientists,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fatback Band,
Mars,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.