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 Serbia and from London.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 PIL to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Blake Baxter,
Sister Nancy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Buckinghams,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dark Day,
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
X-101,
a-ha,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warsaw,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Piero Umiliani,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Davy DMX,
New York Dolls,
Visage,
Rekid,
Alton Ellis,
Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
Bad Manners,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Offenders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donald Byrd,
Joey Negro,
The Wake,
The Cowsills,
Faust,
Reagan Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Hood,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
Agent Orange,
Robert Wyatt,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Don Cherry,
Ralphi Rosario,
MC5,
Skaos,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ossler,
Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.