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 Angola and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Suicide to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Holt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Zeros,
Minnie Riperton,
X-102,
Accadde A,
Circle Jerks,
Marmalade,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
Section 25,
Ponytail,
Eric Dolphy,
Delta 5,
The Cramps,
Tubeway Army,
Quantec,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
World's Most,
Piero Umiliani,
Fatback Band,
Radio Birdman,
The Black Dice,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
The Shadows of Knight,
Judy Mowatt,
Hardrive,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grauzone,
Harry Pussy,
Con Funk Shun,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronnie Foster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
KRS-One,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Pretty Things,
Motorama,
Bauhaus,
Sällskapet,
Joy Division,
Vladislav Delay,
Bang On A Can,
The Gun Club,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Green,
Dave Gahan,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.