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 Lebanon and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Pus,
K-Klass,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Mad Mike,
The Kinks,
KRS-One,
One Last Wish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
OOIOO,
Lower 48,
Procol Harum,
48th St. Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bad Manners,
Country Teasers,
The Happenings,
Parry Music,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Sparks,
Drive Like Jehu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Pagans,
Eve St. Jones,
Ituana,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Marc Almond,
The Count Five,
The Vogues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tim Buckley,
Moss Icon,
the Normal,
Matthew Bourne,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
Harmonia,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Japan,
David Axelrod,
Au Pairs,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Jacques Brel,
Smog,
The Gun Club,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.