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 Portugal and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fela Kuti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Searchers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dennis Brown,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mission of Burma,
The Star Department,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barbara Tucker,
the Germs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Bourne,
U.S. Maple,
Kurtis Blow,
Arthur Verocai,
The Alarm Clocks,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
Howard Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
Mark Hollis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Pop Group,
Marmalade,
Aural Exciters,
The Five Americans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
The United States of America,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
Stiv Bators,
the Swans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
UT,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
The Slits,
Roy Ayers,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
Bauhaus,
The Stooges,
Liliput,
Cymande,
The Slackers,
T.S.O.L.,
Skaos,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.