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 Palau and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Albert Ayler to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Smiths,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
Eric Copeland,
Arab on Radar,
Wings,
Camberwell Now,
The Smoke,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Robert Görl,
X-101,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swans,
D'Angelo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Average White Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
The Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
Rosa Yemen,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Cheater Slicks,
Yellowson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
EPMD,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Circle Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
Skriet,
Amon Düül II,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agitation Free,
Althea and Donna,
Ronan,
Bootsy Collins,
Stiv Bators,
Mandrill,
Hardrive,
H. Thieme,
Goldenarms,
L. Decosne,
The Count Five,
Motorama,
Moss Icon,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.