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 Finland and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Niagra to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All The Fall 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Jacob Miller,
Hardrive,
China Crisis,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sister Nancy,
The Smoke,
Cymande,
New Order,
Livin' Joy,
Maurizio,
Sarah Menescal,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Darondo,
Underground Resistance,
In Retrospect,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
Pagans,
Skarface,
Los Fastidios,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Make Up,
Nils Olav,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young,
Rites of Spring,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
The United States of America,
Pantaleimon,
Quadrant,
Eric B and Rakim,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Divine Comedy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Beau Brummels,
Michelle Simonal,
Easy Going,
Country Teasers,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Carl Craig,
DJ Style,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Scrapy,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.