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 Fiji and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suburban Knight 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Near,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crime,
FM Einheit,
Babytalk,
LL Cool J,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
UT,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Sonic Youth,
The Young Rascals,
Sugar Minott,
Man Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Real Kids,
Tim Buckley,
The Cowsills,
Interpol,
Nas,
Carl Craig,
Nik Kershaw,
Aural Exciters,
Easy Going,
Con Funk Shun,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Make Up,
The Associates,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Magazine,
Sandy B,
The Evens,
Barrington Levy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul Sonic Force,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
Peter & Gordon,
The Wake,
Moby Grape,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Juan Atkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pulsallama,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.