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 Papua New Guinea 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nils Olav to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
the Germs,
Donald Byrd,
The Count Five,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bronski Beat,
Peter and Kerry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bob Dylan,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Machine,
The Doors,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pussy Galore,
The Kinks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MDC,
The Standells,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
The Seeds,
The Smiths,
Can,
The Offenders,
Animal Collective,
The Gun Club,
Make Up,
Swell Maps,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Supertramp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crime,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
Interpol,
the Bar-Kays,
The Knickerbockers,
Reagan Youth,
Nils Olav,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Eric Copeland,
Desert Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.