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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nirvana to the funk 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faraquet,
Agent Orange,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiohead,
The Pop Group,
Average White Band,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terry Callier,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
Boz Scaggs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sister Nancy,
Ponytail,
Toni Rubio,
Moby Grape,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Human League,
Camouflage,
Mark Hollis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Excepter,
Main Source,
T.S.O.L.,
Unwound,
EPMD,
Sexual Harrassment,
Icehouse,
Ronan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moody Blues,
FM Einheit,
The Black Dice,
Interpol,
Gastr Del Sol,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Idris Muhammad,
Iggy Pop,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythm & Sound,
Warsaw,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Judy Mowatt,
The Real Kids,
Japan,
Depeche Mode,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Oblivians,
Ken Boothe,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.