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 Georgia and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scientists 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Dead Boys,
Q and Not U,
H. Thieme,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Porter Ricks,
Newcleus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Black Dice,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gun Club,
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd,
Yellowson,
Drexciya,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
kango's stein massive,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Lydon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultravox,
Fat Boys,
John Cale,
Crash Course in Science,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Lalann,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick,
Dennis Brown,
The Moleskins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roger Hodgson,
Inner City,
These Immortal Souls,
China Crisis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Al Stewart,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Wings,
Moss Icon,
Negative Approach,
Television,
Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.