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 Egypt and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Rhythm & Sound to the jazz 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Gang Starr,
Sonic Youth,
The Cure,
Agent Orange,
The Blackbyrds,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
New York Dolls,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sound,
Das Ding,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aaron Thompson,
Radiohead,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Kinks,
Magma,
Franke,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Machine,
Rosa Yemen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Y Pants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Durutti Column,
The Electric Prunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
Los Fastidios,
Barry Ungar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
The Busters,
China Crisis,
Moby Grape,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zero Boys,
The Moody Blues,
Porter Ricks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fatback Band,
The Vogues,
Monolake,
D'Angelo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.