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 South Africa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Animal Collective to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Rundgren,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shuggie Otis,
Maleditus Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wings,
Carl Craig,
Soft Cell,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Slackers,
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
Yaz,
The Searchers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Man Parrish,
The Busters,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
MC5,
Young Marble Giants,
Qualms,
cv313,
Rapeman,
Nils Olav,
D'Angelo,
Television,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fire Engines,
Ituana,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rotary Connection,
The United States of America,
The Electric Prunes,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
The Happenings,
Country Teasers,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Seeds,
Harmonia,
Funkadelic,
Jandek,
David McCallum,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.