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 San Marino and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aural Exciters to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Sonics,
the Human League,
Siglo XX,
Easy Going,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Danielle Patucci,
Visage,
Amon Düül II,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Charles Mingus,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Von Mondo,
Kerri Chandler,
Moby Grape,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
One Last Wish,
Ronan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sixth Finger,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scion,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultra Naté,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Depeche Mode,
The Fortunes,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Fatback Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Maleditus Sound,
Parry Music,
the Germs,
Popol Vuh,
The Fugs,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
Sonic Youth,
Wasted Youth,
Accadde A,
Swans,
The Stooges,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.