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 Albania and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerri Chandler,
Lindisfarne,
The Invisible,
Barrington Levy,
Trumans Water,
Morten Harket,
The Last Poets,
Bill Wells,
Black Flag,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Bourne,
Brass Construction,
Mars,
The Techniques,
Funkadelic,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Little Man,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Misunderstood,
Absolute Body Control,
Accadde A,
Cybotron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiopuhelimet,
Iggy Pop,
Roxy Music,
Wasted Youth,
The Cure,
Main Source,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bush Tetras,
Ohio Players,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
Qualms,
Desert Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Goldenarms,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Buzzcocks,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonny Sharrock,
DNA,
Fugazi,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The J.B.'s,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.