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 Niger and from London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Panda Bear,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms,
Echospace,
Cluster,
The Standells,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stiv Bators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pagans,
Roxette,
the Swans,
The Motions,
Danielle Patucci,
Marmalade,
Severed Heads,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blues Magoos,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
Yazoo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kerri Chandler,
Moebius,
Derrick Morgan,
The Star Department,
CMW,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacob Miller,
Fat Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun Ra,
Das Ding,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brass Construction,
Neil Young,
The Raincoats,
Drexciya,
Joy Division,
Black Moon,
The Smiths,
Nirvana,
Eden Ahbez,
Ludus,
Arab on Radar,
Clear Light,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.