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 Afghanistan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 Prince Buster to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Nils Olav,
Stetsasonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scratch Acid,
Organ,
DJ Style,
Neil Young,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magazine,
Marc Almond,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Reagan Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultravox,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
Procol Harum,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
The Misunderstood,
Lakeside,
Archie Shepp,
The Music Machine,
Jandek,
Eric Copeland,
The Dave Clark Five,
Urselle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Soft Cell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Bananas,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
Lungfish,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
Rapeman,
Con Funk Shun,
The Golliwogs,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
Skriet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter & Gordon,
MC5,
Deakin,
Todd Rundgren,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.