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 Jordan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 the Swans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
Robert Hood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
Deadbeat,
Ultra Naté,
Eurythmics,
The Grass Roots,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
Index,
Sun City Girls,
Circle Jerks,
The United States of America,
a-ha,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Lynne,
Brand Nubian,
Kevin Saunderson,
DNA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxette,
The Trojans,
The Smiths,
Don Cherry,
X-101,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Dolphy,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Minor Threat,
Wings,
Todd Rundgren,
Vainqueur,
Al Stewart,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
D'Angelo,
Section 25,
Massinfluence,
Aloha Tigers,
Cameo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
Cal Tjader,
Dead Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.