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 Cameroon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Hashim,
ABBA,
Yellowson,
KRS-One,
Lalann,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Al Stewart,
The Gories,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gap Band,
Ultra Naté,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terry Callier,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
The Black Dice,
The Divine Comedy,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
Tim Buckley,
Arab on Radar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Supertramp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sandy B,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Names,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Technova,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Outsiders,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bob Dylan,
Sixth Finger,
Susan Cadogan,
The Blackbyrds,
Moby Grape,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Maurizio,
Wolf Eyes,
Suicide,
Alphaville,
The Durutti Column,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Siglo XX,
Royal Trux,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.