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 United States and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Judy Mowatt to the funk 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sparks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang of Four,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minutemen,
Can,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Bush Tetras,
Althea and Donna,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Shuggie Otis,
Fatback Band,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camouflage,
Outsiders,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Steve Hackett,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Porter Ricks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scratch Acid,
Boredoms,
Goldenarms,
Monks,
Q and Not U,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tom Boy,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
The Mojo Men,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Hill,
Pere Ubu,
The Wake,
Loose Ends,
Toni Rubio,
Graham Central Station,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.