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 China and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Deepchord to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brass Construction,
Deepchord,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scion,
Tommy Roe,
The Barracudas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Agent Orange,
Monks,
Rekid,
The Slackers,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Tubeway Army,
Ice-T,
Spoonie Gee,
The Residents,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
Boredoms,
Althea and Donna,
Dennis Brown,
Sparks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dual Sessions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
48th St. Collective,
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
a-ha,
Popol Vuh,
The Young Rascals,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül II,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joey Negro,
Model 500,
Au Pairs,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Inner City,
the Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
Soulsonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.