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 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Soft Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Toni Rubio,
JFA,
Average White Band,
Archie Shepp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Invisible,
Bill Near,
The Red Krayola,
Moebius,
the Bar-Kays,
Make Up,
The Victims,
Vladislav Delay,
Rod Modell,
Wolf Eyes,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Anthony Braxton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare,
Juan Atkins,
Jawbox,
Suburban Knight,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Remains,
Marvin Gaye,
the Normal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiohead,
Howard Jones,
Boredoms,
The Beau Brummels,
the Germs,
Bill Wells,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
X-102,
Mission of Burma,
The Last Poets,
Josef K,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shuggie Otis,
The Happenings,
Mark Hollis,
Y Pants,
Kurtis Blow,
The Busters,
The Modern Lovers,
Scrapy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.