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 Dominica and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Crash Course in Science to the disco 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD 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?
Idris Muhammad,
Soft Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Agitation Free,
Unrelated Segments,
John Lydon,
Bluetip,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Second Layer,
Marc Almond,
Traffic Nightmare,
Henry Cow,
Althea and Donna,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skarface,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
The Martian,
The Searchers,
Pole,
Blossom Toes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faust,
New Order,
Scrapy,
Brass Construction,
World's Most,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Ultravox,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
The Evens,
Erasure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Colin Newman,
Reuben Wilson,
Pylon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Niagra,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Starr,
Josef K,
AZ,
Adolescents,
Michelle Simonal,
Fela Kuti,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.