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 Barbados and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Interpol to the grime 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
The Modern Lovers,
Boz Scaggs,
Niagra,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
The Dirtbombs,
Joe Finger,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultravox,
Underground Resistance,
Cheater Slicks,
Eli Mardock,
the Association,
Desert Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Alison Limerick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ice-T,
The Velvet Underground,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
L. Decosne,
Moebius,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
Gang of Four,
Dawn Penn,
Nirvana,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The United States of America,
the Slits,
Negative Approach,
Soulsonic Force,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Wake,
The Sound,
Hot Snakes,
This Heat,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
John Foxx,
T. Rex,
World's Most,
Make Up,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.