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 Tanzania and from Taipei.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Monolake to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
The Smiths,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Franke,
Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Hood,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fugs,
Sex Pistols,
In Retrospect,
LL Cool J,
Masters at Work,
Saccharine Trust,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Trumans Water,
Main Source,
Donny Hathaway,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Technova,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
Liliput,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flipper,
Sun City Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
48th St. Collective,
Mary Jane Girls,
Public Enemy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Reuben Wilson,
The Birthday Party,
Vainqueur,
The Vogues,
The Fuzztones,
Thee Headcoats,
The Move,
The Human League,
JFA,
Clear Light,
Bobby Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Warsaw,
The Busters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Parry Music,
Boredoms,
The Velvet Underground,
David Bowie,
H. Thieme,
The Cure,
Roxy Music,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.