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 Russia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Pantytec to the grunge 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
The Move,
8 Eyed Spy,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
Wally Richardson,
The Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Yusef Lateef,
Circle Jerks,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick Morgan,
Vladislav Delay,
the Association,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cure,
Graham Central Station,
Bronski Beat,
Monks,
John Cale,
Nils Olav,
Adolescents,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Albert Ayler,
a-ha,
Patti Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Girls At Our Best!,
Toni Rubio,
Smog,
The Angels of Light,
The Saints,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Count Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Flag,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Goldenarms,
48th St. Collective,
Zero Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
Juan Atkins,
Ronnie Foster,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.