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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Y Pants to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
Buzzcocks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
DNA,
OOIOO,
Little Man,
Donny Hathaway,
Scan 7,
Rufus Thomas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sparks,
Eden Ahbez,
Stetsasonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kayak,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
Gang of Four,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
Black Moon,
Drexciya,
Massinfluence,
The Count Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Simply Red,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dark Day,
The Litter,
The Misunderstood,
Visage,
Jacob Miller,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
the Germs,
The Black Dice,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Dolphy,
Scion,
The Residents,
Steve Hackett,
Flash Fearless,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scientists,
Schoolly D,
Deadbeat,
John Coltrane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio,
Ten City,
Marmalade,
Warren Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.