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 Qatar and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Reagan Youth to the funk 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
48th St. Collective,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
Tres Demented,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fluxion,
The Five Americans,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare,
The Kinks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fat Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
U.S. Maple,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gories,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Freddie Wadling,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
Wire,
The Stooges,
The Selecter,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun City Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronnie Foster,
Darondo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cybotron,
Mantronix,
Technova,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bad Manners,
Intrusion,
The Black Dice,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.