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 Togo and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Ten City to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Misunderstood,
H. Thieme,
Tres Demented,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Judy Mowatt,
Dennis Brown,
Tommy Roe,
Skriet,
Kaleidoscope,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mission of Burma,
Alton Ellis,
Fad Gadget,
James White and The Blacks,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
Clear Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Neu!,
FM Einheit,
Yellowson,
Iggy Pop,
Bizarre Inc.,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick May,
David Bowie,
The Motions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
The Neon Judgement,
Monks,
Aural Exciters,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Amazonics,
The Busters,
Wally Richardson,
Delta 5,
Monolake,
the Soft Cell,
John Lydon,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
Absolute Body Control,
B.T. Express,
Curtis Mayfield,
Arab on Radar,
The Smoke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.