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 Papua New Guinea and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Leonard Cohen to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fortunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Wasted Youth,
The Dead C,
Duran Duran,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Doors,
Swans,
The Smoke,
Dead Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aaron Thompson,
Pantytec,
Barry Ungar,
The Sound,
Delta 5,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crash Course in Science,
Josef K,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Essential Logic,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül II,
CMW,
Lindisfarne,
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
Derrick Morgan,
Youth Brigade,
Make Up,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Rosa Yemen,
Urselle,
U.S. Maple,
Crooked Eye,
The Cramps,
Groovy Waters,
Black Sheep,
Sex Pistols,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mojo Men,
Anakelly,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.