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 France and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Henry Cow,
The Modern Lovers,
The J.B.'s,
Monks,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Mills,
The Vogues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Machine,
R.M.O.,
Jeru the Damaja,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
MC5,
Hoover,
The Mummies,
The Five Americans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry's Kids,
Scientists,
Boredoms,
Smog,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Parry Music,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alton Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tubeway Army,
Carl Craig,
Cal Tjader,
Marc Almond,
Surgeon,
Junior Murvin,
Todd Rundgren,
Icehouse,
Symarip,
Davy DMX,
John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Albert Ayler,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
David McCallum,
Ponytail,
Spoonie Gee,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.