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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Association to the electroclash 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Harmonia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nirvana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
kango's stein massive,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Stereo Dub,
Colin Newman,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
Derrick Morgan,
Dual Sessions,
Joensuu 1685,
Rapeman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
The Doors,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anthony Braxton,
Joe Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blackbyrds,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gladiators,
Underground Resistance,
Liliput,
Tears for Fears,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
La Düsseldorf,
The Music Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Iggy Pop,
The Durutti Column,
Gichy Dan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Donny Hathaway,
Ohio Players,
The Mummies,
Marc Almond,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Organ,
The Fortunes,
Circle Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.