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 Brunei and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tubeway Army to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sound,
Rakim,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
Gang of Four,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faraquet,
In Retrospect,
The J.B.'s,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eve St. Jones,
The Raincoats,
Robert Hood,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
PIL,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
MDC,
Section 25,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Procol Harum,
Kas Product,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
D'Angelo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Massinfluence,
Interpol,
Dave Gahan,
Pharoah Sanders,
DNA,
the Germs,
Slick Rick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
Von Mondo,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Iggy Pop,
Joey Negro,
Masters at Work,
X-101,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.