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 Sweden and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe 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 sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rapeman,
Blake Baxter,
Chris Corsano,
the Slits,
Ituana,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stereo Dub,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
Eddi Front,
Sällskapet,
Godley & Creme,
Spoonie Gee,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
Loose Ends,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
The Seeds,
Public Enemy,
The Smoke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Buzzcocks,
Scratch Acid,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
The Vogues,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Tomorrow,
New Order,
Deakin,
Slave,
Toni Rubio,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Green,
Graham Central Station,
Ohio Players,
Skarface,
Lindisfarne,
Qualms,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Bauhaus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agent Orange,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Con Funk Shun,
Ralphi Rosario,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
The Angels of Light,
Radio Birdman,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.