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 Greece and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 linndrum 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blackbyrds,
Ohio Players,
X-102,
The Fugs,
Jeff Mills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Music Machine,
B.T. Express,
Peter & Gordon,
48th St. Collective,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Desert Stars,
The Doors,
Jandek,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eurythmics,
Yazoo,
Maurizio,
Spoonie Gee,
Camouflage,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Halsall,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
The Saints,
Thompson Twins,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Osbourne,
H. Thieme,
Nils Olav,
Chris & Cosey,
Hashim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oblivians,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Carl Craig,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fire Engines,
Porter Ricks,
Pierre Henry,
David McCallum,
Surgeon,
The Monks,
The Slackers,
Sällskapet,
Albert Ayler,
The Smiths,
The Fuzztones,
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.