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 Rwanda and from Spokane.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boz Scaggs,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wings,
Mr. Review,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Second Layer,
Joensuu 1685,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
Gong,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cameo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Inner City,
Connie Case,
Make Up,
Country Teasers,
Lower 48,
Basic Channel,
The New Christs,
Letta Mbulu,
The Invisible,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
K-Klass,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
The Cowsills,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harmonia,
New York Dolls,
Spoonie Gee,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tim Buckley,
The Techniques,
Cal Tjader,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
cv313,
In Retrospect,
The Index,
Newcleus,
Unrelated Segments,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.