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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Misunderstood,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Terry,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Christie,
Hoover,
Colin Newman,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Au Pairs,
Nas,
Black Pus,
Pagans,
Pierre Henry,
Swans,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Underground Resistance,
Shuggie Otis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drive Like Jehu,
Juan Atkins,
LL Cool J,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fortunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boz Scaggs,
X-101,
Ten City,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gichy Dan,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Terrestrial Tones,
Y Pants,
Alice Coltrane,
The Black Dice,
James Chance & The Contortions,
48th St. Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
China Crisis,
Trumans Water,
Scan 7,
Barrington Levy,
June Days,
Jeru the Damaja,
FM Einheit,
Boredoms,
the Fania All-Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sparks,
Wings,
Faraquet,
Godley & Creme,
Sister Nancy,
Kurtis Blow,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.