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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Stetsasonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Agitation Free,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
PIL,
Blancmange,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smiths,
Sam Rivers,
Pantaleimon,
Gichy Dan,
Michelle Simonal,
Slave,
Lightning Bolt,
The J.B.'s,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Wings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gang Starr,
Kayak,
Excepter,
Funkadelic,
The Fire Engines,
The Walker Brothers,
Q65,
Wally Richardson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
MDC,
Urselle,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Metal Thangz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Skaos,
EPMD,
Lucky Dragons,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Iggy Pop,
Minnie Riperton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
The Gories,
Black Pus,
The Evens,
Flipper,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Organ,
Crash Course in Science,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.