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 Azerbaijan and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Raincoats to the dance 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin 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?
EPMD,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mantronix,
Suburban Knight,
Visage,
Scratch Acid,
Rosa Yemen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed,
David Bowie,
Porter Ricks,
Lucky Dragons,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kurtis Blow,
The Offenders,
Sam Rivers,
KRS-One,
Hot Snakes,
Ludus,
The J.B.'s,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
Moss Icon,
Roger Hodgson,
Sixth Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Make Up,
The Last Poets,
The Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
The Fuzztones,
Eve St. Jones,
The Five Americans,
Robert Wyatt,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance,
Leonard Cohen,
Scan 7,
Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
JFA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nas,
A Certain Ratio,
Nirvana,
Underground Resistance,
The Smiths,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Au Pairs,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.