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 Micronesia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Blake Baxter,
The Evens,
Scrapy,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Susan Cadogan,
Bill Wells,
The American Breed,
The Last Poets,
Donny Hathaway,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Style,
Johnny Clarke,
Smog,
Brothers Johnson,
The Litter,
The Leaves,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gun Club,
Dennis Brown,
Neil Young,
Bad Manners,
Carl Craig,
Agent Orange,
MC5,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
Jacob Miller,
The Knickerbockers,
The Tremeloes,
Charles Mingus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
Bluetip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
D'Angelo,
Severed Heads,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camberwell Now,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Niagra,
Terry Callier,
Unwound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New York Dolls,
Tubeway Army,
Organ,
Davy DMX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Godley & Creme,
Scratch Acid,
Ohio Players,
The Neon Judgement,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.