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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
Excepter,
Wire,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Laurel Aitken,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
F. McDonald,
Kaleidoscope,
The Music Machine,
The Doors,
The Martian,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
MDC,
The Busters,
Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Bananas,
Jacob Miller,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
Wings,
The Tremeloes,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Lou Christie,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Crime,
Slave,
Technova,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mark Hollis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minor Threat,
Sister Nancy,
The Sound,
Swans,
the Sonics,
Trumans Water,
Oblivians,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Don Cherry,
Erykah Badu,
Rites of Spring,
Subhumans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
Mars,
Scrapy,
The Grass Roots,
UT,
Con Funk Shun,
Toni Rubio,
Amazonics,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.