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 Chad and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Massinfluence to the rock 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Barry Ungar,
The Moleskins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Easy Going,
Hot Snakes,
Jawbox,
Joyce Sims,
Quando Quango,
Idris Muhammad,
Talk Talk,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Rites of Spring,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sight & Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
Neu!,
Tubeway Army,
Tom Boy,
Rotary Connection,
Don Cherry,
The Toasters,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlback,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joensuu 1685,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Rapeman,
Cheater Slicks,
Chrome,
Swans,
Nico,
DJ Style,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
Anthony Braxton,
The Cure,
Second Layer,
Funkadelic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.