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 Gambia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gong to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Stiv Bators,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
Wings,
Organ,
K-Klass,
Angry Samoans,
Darondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxy Music,
Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers,
Wire,
Lungfish,
Lightning Bolt,
Duran Duran,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joey Negro,
The Standells,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Porter Ricks,
MC5,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mandrill,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zapp,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Marc Almond,
Rekid,
Minutemen,
Ice-T,
Moebius,
Junior Murvin,
Electric Prunes,
ABC,
The Vogues,
The Star Department,
Blossom Toes,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Moby Grape,
Shuggie Otis,
Cybotron,
The Happenings,
The Last Poets,
Michelle Simonal,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.