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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Lou Reed 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 Funky Four + One to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deakin,
The Offenders,
Desert Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Pus,
Accadde A,
Urselle,
Boredoms,
Suicide,
Chris Corsano,
The Red Krayola,
Anakelly,
Ten City,
the Sonics,
Yazoo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Tim Buckley,
Quantec,
Faraquet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Near,
8 Eyed Spy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Godley & Creme,
Nas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Audionom,
Bush Tetras,
The Divine Comedy,
Malaria!,
Kayak,
Buzzcocks,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
Moby Grape,
Bad Manners,
10cc,
Magma,
Zero Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Average White Band,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Young Marble Giants,
Reagan Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Bill Wells,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Martian,
Jeff Lynne,
Easy Going,
The Standells,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.