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 Uganda and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
The Busters,
Brand Nubian,
Kurtis Blow,
Aaron Thompson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
Grauzone,
New Order,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aural Exciters,
Minor Threat,
Sound Behaviour,
Silicon Teens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alphaville,
Andrew Hill,
Desert Stars,
Boredoms,
The Move,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Erasure,
The Kinks,
Bush Tetras,
Mission of Burma,
Nas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Procol Harum,
Japan,
The Moleskins,
Max Romeo,
Au Pairs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bob Dylan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Idris Muhammad,
D'Angelo,
Sugar Minott,
Panda Bear,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fall,
Buzzcocks,
The Red Krayola,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.