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 St Lucia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Make Up to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Soulsonic Force,
Deakin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faraquet,
Los Fastidios,
Nirvana,
The Fuzztones,
Silicon Teens,
Gang of Four,
Jacob Miller,
Shoche,
Nation of Ulysses,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
Arcadia,
Pulsallama,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric Copeland,
Hoover,
Skaos,
Sandy B,
Bad Manners,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cameo,
Circle Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
Second Layer,
DJ Style,
Magma,
Alton Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Au Pairs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Todd Rundgren,
Ken Boothe,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Leaves,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Freddie Wadling,
The Shadows of Knight,
Matthew Bourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stetsasonic,
Neil Young,
Zapp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.