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 Haiti and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Model 500 to the punk 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Colin Newman,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Jeru the Damaja,
DJ Style,
Mars,
The Associates,
Whodini,
The Vogues,
Quadrant,
The Martian,
Arthur Verocai,
Lebanon Hanover,
Siglo XX,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Cluster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultra Naté,
Main Source,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
Fugazi,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
The Offenders,
Interpol,
Flash Fearless,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
Morten Harket,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Babytalk,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Aloha Tigers,
Angry Samoans,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Porter Ricks,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Raincoats,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.