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 Vanuatu and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
The Misunderstood,
Ronnie Foster,
PIL,
Barrington Levy,
The Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Steve Hackett,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
Quando Quango,
The Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pierre Henry,
Aswad,
Crispy Ambulance,
Excepter,
Lightning Bolt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Television,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Hill,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Audionom,
X-Ray Spex,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
World's Most,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry's Kids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Q and Not U,
The Zeros,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agitation Free,
The Music Machine,
The Invisible,
Y Pants,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Cymande,
Gong,
Blake Baxter,
Wolf Eyes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Cell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.