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 Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Pole,
Porter Ricks,
Dennis Brown,
CMW,
The Modern Lovers,
Fela Kuti,
Suicide,
Outsiders,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Sheep,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Funkadelic,
Aswad,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
Lalann,
Charles Mingus,
The Fuzztones,
Brass Construction,
Scion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nico,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
Byron Stingily,
Jacques Brel,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
The Electric Prunes,
Fluxion,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Erykah Badu,
Swell Maps,
The Standells,
Newcleus,
Bootsy Collins,
The Searchers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Terry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The J.B.'s,
Marine Girls,
Dawn Penn,
Altered Images,
Sound Behaviour,
Goldenarms,
Arab on Radar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Michelle Simonal,
Flipper,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.