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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Sixth Finger to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Donald Byrd,
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiohead,
Rosa Yemen,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
David Axelrod,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gun Club,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Popol Vuh,
Brothers Johnson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Görl,
Arab on Radar,
The Zeros,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fad Gadget,
Amon Düül,
Barrington Levy,
The Buckinghams,
Eve St. Jones,
Metal Thangz,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
The Last Poets,
R.M.O.,
China Crisis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Darondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Unwound,
The Dead C,
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
The Wake,
Infiniti,
Duran Duran,
Hasil Adkins,
Bluetip,
Moss Icon,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Misunderstood,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun City Girls,
Rekid,
Roxy Music,
MC5,
Malaria!,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.