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 Ivory Coast and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Thee Headcoats to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions 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?
Gregory Isaacs,
Young Marble Giants,
Motorama,
The Searchers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Animal Collective,
Robert Hood,
Wire,
The Divine Comedy,
Mantronix,
The Blackbyrds,
Juan Atkins,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
Brand Nubian,
Iggy Pop,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Saints,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kurtis Blow,
Pole,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Accadde A,
Liliput,
Visage,
Warsaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fugazi,
Heaven 17,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gichy Dan,
Skarface,
Monolake,
Gang Gang Dance,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül II,
Excepter,
Bootsy Collins,
Q and Not U,
The Gories,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.