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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 Wally Richardson to the funk 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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,
Crooked Eye,
Flipper,
Albert Ayler,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Grass Roots,
The Move,
Lower 48,
Boz Scaggs,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Bauhaus,
Sparks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris Corsano,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter & Gordon,
Parry Music,
PIL,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wire,
Joy Division,
Archie Shepp,
Skaos,
Pylon,
Rakim,
Ponytail,
Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Toasters,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ituana,
Procol Harum,
T. Rex,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
R.M.O.,
Brass Construction,
Technova,
John Coltrane,
Delta 5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Enemy,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scan 7,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.