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 Papua New Guinea and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rock 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Idris Muhammad,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris & Cosey,
Don Cherry,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Residents,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
MC5,
Faust,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
Q and Not U,
48th St. Collective,
LL Cool J,
Lakeside,
Mission of Burma,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Christie,
Simply Red,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Bar-Kays,
Scan 7,
John Cale,
MDC,
Ultra Naté,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lindisfarne,
The Saints,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Index,
Fugazi,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Ken Boothe,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Juan Atkins,
The Move,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
John Foxx,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.