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 Cyprus and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Colin Newman to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
R.M.O.,
the Human League,
Howard Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yaz,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
Das Ding,
Newcleus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
The Sound,
Cymande,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Womack,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiohead,
The Modern Lovers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Maurizio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pole,
The Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Ronan,
Brick,
Clear Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Leaves,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
L. Decosne,
Piero Umiliani,
Bush Tetras,
Desert Stars,
Sister Nancy,
Thompson Twins,
In Retrospect,
The Cramps,
Moss Icon,
Sun City Girls,
Technova,
Guru Guru,
Kaleidoscope,
Stetsasonic,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Clarke,
Anakelly,
The Detroit Cobras,
Don Cherry,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
Theoretical Girls,
Dawn Penn,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Silicon Teens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Moody Blues,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.