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 Guatemala and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 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 Fear to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Dave Gahan,
Scientists,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker,
Harmonia,
Alice Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
Alison Limerick,
Cymande,
Bob Dylan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang Green,
Groovy Waters,
Deadbeat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Connie Case,
The Techniques,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
Aural Exciters,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Kurtis Blow,
Eurythmics,
Suburban Knight,
Davy DMX,
DJ Style,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Germs,
K-Klass,
Sparks,
Slick Rick,
Joensuu 1685,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
Tubeway Army,
Bill Wells,
Porter Ricks,
Easy Going,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rites of Spring,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Inner City,
Fad Gadget,
Technova,
the Normal,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultra Naté,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Loose Ends,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.