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 Latvia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Monochrome Set to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
FM Einheit,
Jerry's Kids,
The American Breed,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
Marvin Gaye,
The Blackbyrds,
U.S. Maple,
Interpol,
Warren Ellis,
Goldenarms,
Organ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronan,
Thee Headcoats,
UT,
Dennis Brown,
Pet Shop Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Joey Negro,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Q and Not U,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The United States of America,
Jawbox,
Jacob Miller,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Slackers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Flash Fearless,
Mandrill,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Minnie Riperton,
Ituana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rod Modell,
One Last Wish,
The Pretty Things,
Pere Ubu,
Unwound,
New Order,
Das Ding,
The Skatalites,
The Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
June of 44,
The Beau Brummels,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Nico,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.