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 Iran and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Steve Hackett to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Juan Atkins,
Easy Going,
Moby Grape,
Thee Headcoats,
The Durutti Column,
The Fuzztones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Andrew Hill,
The Monochrome Set,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
X-101,
Lou Christie,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
LL Cool J,
The Star Department,
Bauhaus,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brothers Johnson,
B.T. Express,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Mr. Review,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cluster,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash,
La Düsseldorf,
Wasted Youth,
John Coltrane,
Gong,
Gabor Szabo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Man Parrish,
Bobby Sherman,
Henry Cow,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Divine Comedy,
The Slackers,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.