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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stetsasonic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Interpol,
Bad Manners,
Technova,
Barrington Levy,
Rekid,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bush Tetras,
Black Flag,
June Days,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Malaria!,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Mo-Dettes,
This Heat,
Ponytail,
Rapeman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cal Tjader,
Franke,
Donald Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Zapp,
Camouflage,
Unwound,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fuzztones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tres Demented,
Vainqueur,
Mars,
Motorama,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Golliwogs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Danielle Patucci,
Wire,
Gang Starr,
The Residents,
Blossom Toes,
Todd Terry,
Henry Cow,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smoke,
cv313,
CMW,
Tim Buckley,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.