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 Germany and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alphaville 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hoover,
The Shadows of Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monolake,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gap Band,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
The Blues Magoos,
Hot Snakes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Junior Murvin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
Monks,
Black Flag,
DJ Sneak,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joey Negro,
Mantronix,
The Remains,
48th St. Collective,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Colin Newman,
The Real Kids,
Gang Starr,
Roxette,
Talk Talk,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
Jawbox,
Soft Machine,
Blancmange,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra,
David McCallum,
Nirvana,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dead C,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül II,
Mark Hollis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
The Fall,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.