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 Finland and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dawn Penn to the disco 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
D'Angelo,
MC5,
Angry Samoans,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
Laurel Aitken,
The Last Poets,
Matthew Halsall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Fraelich,
Sam Rivers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Skatalites,
Camberwell Now,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
Liliput,
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
The Evens,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
F. McDonald,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rotary Connection,
Howard Jones,
Dawn Penn,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Mummies,
The Human League,
Jawbox,
Johnny Clarke,
The Black Dice,
Flamin' Groovies,
One Last Wish,
Radiohead,
Bronski Beat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxette,
The Cure,
The Cosmic Jokers,
June Days,
John Holt,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Green,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
LL Cool J,
the Human League,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.