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 Nicaragua 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 punk 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
the Normal,
Spoonie Gee,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wire,
Kaleidoscope,
Nico,
the Germs,
Fear,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Hasil Adkins,
Inner City,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
Nirvana,
The Moody Blues,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Camouflage,
Scrapy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aural Exciters,
Crime,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kurtis Blow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cowsills,
Dave Gahan,
Nas,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chrome,
Ronan,
Jerry's Kids,
D'Angelo,
Derrick May,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Wells,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Soul Sonic Force,
Urselle,
Alice Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
Moebius,
Mars,
Half Japanese,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gladiators,
Technova,
The Searchers,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.