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 Cuba and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba 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 Letta Mbulu to the grunge 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Roger Hodgson,
Fear,
MC5,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Letta Mbulu,
The Remains,
Ice-T,
The Fall,
Sonic Youth,
LL Cool J,
The Motions,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
Don Cherry,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Bad Manners,
Television,
Brand Nubian,
China Crisis,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
June Days,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Finger,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
K-Klass,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
The Searchers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
ABBA,
Albert Ayler,
Reagan Youth,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Leaves,
EPMD,
Black Bananas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
Eden Ahbez,
Infiniti,
Accadde A,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The American Breed,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.