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 Turkmenistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ornette Coleman,
Eden Ahbez,
Scientists,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül,
Audionom,
Juan Atkins,
Cameo,
Bobby Womack,
The Count Five,
The Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Qualms,
The Slits,
The Angels of Light,
LL Cool J,
The Index,
The Victims,
The Martian,
Bootsy Collins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camouflage,
Eddi Front,
Kas Product,
David Bowie,
Charles Mingus,
Peter and Kerry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
a-ha,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
Second Layer,
Black Pus,
Joey Negro,
Nils Olav,
Theoretical Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Suburban Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Iggy Pop,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
The Mummies,
Monolake,
Inner City,
The Seeds,
The Remains,
Zapp,
Bluetip,
Quantec,
Erykah Badu,
Skaos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.