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 Estonia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Kas Product to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers,
Darondo,
Parry Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Association,
Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
Piero Umiliani,
The Martian,
The Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
Rites of Spring,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doors,
Al Stewart,
B.T. Express,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June of 44,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Masters at Work,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
Pussy Galore,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
The Busters,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Lungfish,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
The Human League,
The Cramps,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gun Club,
UT,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Hill,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
Graham Central Station,
Sarah Menescal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Das Ding,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.