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 Uzbekistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Girls At Our Best! to the grime 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Fat Boys,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crime,
China Crisis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Massinfluence,
Television,
Ken Boothe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Starr,
Metal Thangz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yazoo,
The Durutti Column,
Bronski Beat,
Barbara Tucker,
Interpol,
Skriet,
Yaz,
Suburban Knight,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Sonics,
Khruangbin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Los Fastidios,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gladiators,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-101,
Lindisfarne,
Mantronix,
Ultra Naté,
The Kinks,
The New Christs,
Funkadelic,
Pagans,
Tim Buckley,
Animal Collective,
Magma,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Byrd,
Godley & Creme,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronan,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.