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 Argentina and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Smoke to the disco 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Mars,
Reagan Youth,
Howard Jones,
Isaac Hayes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gun Club,
The Gap Band,
The Searchers,
Easy Going,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Hood,
Television Personalities,
Malaria!,
Sun City Girls,
The Gladiators,
Swell Maps,
Wasted Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gong,
Skriet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
June of 44,
Schoolly D,
Drive Like Jehu,
Con Funk Shun,
Goldenarms,
Unwound,
The Doors,
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kenny Larkin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
Fluxion,
T. Rex,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Scrapy,
Joey Negro,
Vladislav Delay,
Morten Harket,
Byron Stingily,
Ultravox,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Q65,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five,
Hashim,
Skarface,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.