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 Tunisia and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Motorama to the grunge 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Sonics,
Ronan,
Agent Orange,
Qualms,
Panda Bear,
Juan Atkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
Organ,
Visage,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
Nirvana,
Scrapy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arab on Radar,
Marc Almond,
Darondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Pierre Henry,
Negative Approach,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
The Mummies,
This Heat,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
Harpers Bizarre,
MDC,
Radiohead,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra,
Boredoms,
Max Romeo,
Blake Baxter,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Bob Dylan,
the Normal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Connie Case,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barrington Levy,
Section 25,
The Dirtbombs,
Sam Rivers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
the Soft Cell,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Green,
Moebius,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.