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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 X-Ray Spex to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
Kayak,
kango's stein massive,
Pierre Henry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Pop Group,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Livin' Joy,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
Infiniti,
Public Enemy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spandau Ballet,
Roy Ayers,
Kaleidoscope,
Los Fastidios,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
Pussy Galore,
Wolf Eyes,
The Music Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Red Krayola,
The Monks,
PIL,
Kool Moe Dee,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Johnny Clarke,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Matthew Halsall,
Depeche Mode,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
John Cale,
The Zeros,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.