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 United Kingdom and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Yaz to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Sarah Menescal,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lebanon Hanover,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sound,
The Zeros,
X-101,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cymande,
Swell Maps,
Sun City Girls,
Joey Negro,
Eric Dolphy,
Wasted Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nation of Ulysses,
T. Rex,
Piero Umiliani,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hashim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Golliwogs,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arab on Radar,
The Names,
The Monks,
The Index,
Marine Girls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
CMW,
Moebius,
Laurel Aitken,
Sonny Sharrock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed,
Ultimate Spinach,
Colin Newman,
Public Enemy,
Anakelly,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.