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 Honduras and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vladislav Delay to the grime 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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aural Exciters,
The Techniques,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scion,
Al Stewart,
DJ Sneak,
Underground Resistance,
Inner City,
Flipper,
Shuggie Otis,
Hoover,
Masters at Work,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
The Toasters,
Donald Byrd,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Outsiders,
Jacob Miller,
The Buckinghams,
Funkadelic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tears for Fears,
Rotary Connection,
Livin' Joy,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
Minutemen,
Bauhaus,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultra Naté,
Television,
Sam Rivers,
Sound Behaviour,
The Slackers,
Ronan,
Leonard Cohen,
Kayak,
Can,
Bang On A Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mission of Burma,
Das Ding,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.