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 Laos and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 The Music Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
John Lydon,
Sex Pistols,
Pole,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bill Near,
the Swans,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Negative Approach,
Ornette Coleman,
Josef K,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quando Quango,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
E-Dancer,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sarah Menescal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mr. Review,
Electric Light Orchestra,
DJ Style,
Wolf Eyes,
Kurtis Blow,
Shuggie Otis,
La Düsseldorf,
X-101,
Tres Demented,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Neu!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Smiths,
Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MC5,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Interpol,
The Kinks,
Mission of Burma,
Black Bananas,
June of 44,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
Tim Buckley,
kango's stein massive,
Main Source,
Angry Samoans,
Vainqueur,
The Last Poets,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.