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 East Timor and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar 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 Alton Ellis to the techno 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deadbeat,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Can,
The Buckinghams,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Andrew Hill,
The J.B.'s,
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eric Copeland,
Peter and Kerry,
Marmalade,
The Selecter,
Derrick May,
Bauhaus,
China Crisis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boz Scaggs,
Desert Stars,
Archie Shepp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joey Negro,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Residents,
Marvin Gaye,
Kurtis Blow,
Howard Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Silicon Teens,
Jandek,
Judy Mowatt,
Colin Newman,
Hardrive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
Sight & Sound,
Rakim,
Ronnie Foster,
The Victims,
Tim Buckley,
Accadde A,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.