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 Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Dorothy Ashby to the crunk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Lightning Bolt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Michelle Simonal,
Nik Kershaw,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
Darondo,
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Janne Schatter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Machine,
Circle Jerks,
The Stooges,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultra Naté,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
Public Enemy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
DNA,
The Associates,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed,
Index,
David McCallum,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
The Star Department,
Motorama,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stetsasonic,
Brand Nubian,
Tears for Fears,
The Martian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Goldenarms,
Khruangbin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Underground Resistance,
Sixth Finger,
Can,
Skaos,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.