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 Sierra Leone and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Inner City,
Neil Young,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joyce Sims,
Sällskapet,
Soft Cell,
Erasure,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Standells,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
Oneida,
10cc,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dead Boys,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Rites of Spring,
John Lydon,
The Blues Magoos,
Quando Quango,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Alphaville,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
Subhumans,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
the Swans,
Cheater Slicks,
Y Pants,
Marmalade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Popol Vuh,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
The Tremeloes,
Motorama,
This Heat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Junior Murvin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Grass Roots,
Cal Tjader,
Quadrant,
Babytalk,
Scientists,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun Ra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.