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 St Lucia and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 DJ Sneak to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes 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 oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Bad Manners,
Suicide,
Freddie Wadling,
Rufus Thomas,
AZ,
Harmonia,
Aural Exciters,
kango's stein massive,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Dark Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rosa Yemen,
Monks,
Heaven 17,
ABC,
R.M.O.,
Audionom,
The Pop Group,
Nas,
Jacob Miller,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Adolescents,
Half Japanese,
Leonard Cohen,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Duran Duran,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
CMW,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gun Club,
In Retrospect,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
Prince Buster,
Rites of Spring,
Joe Finger,
Ohio Players,
K-Klass,
Unrelated Segments,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Goldenarms,
Minutemen,
JFA,
The Trojans,
Bill Near,
The Invisible,
The Seeds,
L. Decosne,
F. McDonald,
Tears for Fears,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.