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 Italy and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
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 theremin 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 Underground Resistance to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
Intrusion,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun City Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Camberwell Now,
Roxy Music,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
Depeche Mode,
48th St. Collective,
Danielle Patucci,
The Litter,
Eddi Front,
Susan Cadogan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scott Walker,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Skatalites,
Lungfish,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Terry,
JFA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stiv Bators,
Alice Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
Sugar Minott,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Skriet,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
Sällskapet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
MDC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rakim,
Section 25,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.