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 Dominica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Gladiators to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Swans,
Aswad,
Heaven 17,
Iggy Pop,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Holt,
the Human League,
Chrome,
Easy Going,
Rites of Spring,
Sound Behaviour,
Angry Samoans,
Outsiders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Ituana,
Warsaw,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
New Age Steppers,
The Shadows of Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alton Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Accadde A,
DJ Style,
Charles Mingus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Misunderstood,
Fatback Band,
Morten Harket,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacob Miller,
Eddi Front,
Soulsonic Force,
Lungfish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Supertramp,
Connie Case,
Juan Atkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jeru the Damaja,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harmonia,
The Five Americans,
Glenn Branca,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.