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 Andorra and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Crime to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Babytalk,
Grauzone,
Todd Terry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Au Pairs,
DJ Sneak,
The Five Americans,
Sällskapet,
Cameo,
Judy Mowatt,
The Residents,
CMW,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
E-Dancer,
Funky Four + One,
The Mummies,
Faraquet,
The Last Poets,
Mantronix,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
T.S.O.L.,
Anthony Braxton,
Spoonie Gee,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
Joyce Sims,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joensuu 1685,
Darondo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Los Fastidios,
The Cramps,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Quadrant,
R.M.O.,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
PIL,
Nick Fraelich,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Inner City,
Neu!,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Audionom,
Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Chrome,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.