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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harry Pussy to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Blues Magoos,
Adolescents,
Barclay James Harvest,
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Lungfish,
Grey Daturas,
10cc,
Babytalk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
Anthony Braxton,
Altered Images,
Japan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
Sister Nancy,
Jacques Brel,
Q65,
T.S.O.L.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Davy DMX,
The Saints,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
ABC,
The Leaves,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalann,
Pylon,
The Searchers,
Marshall Jefferson,
JFA,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk,
Juan Atkins,
Kaleidoscope,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.