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 Georgia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Tubeway Army to the techno 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Clear Light,
The Slackers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hot Snakes,
Albert Ayler,
The Skatalites,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Görl,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
Marvin Gaye,
H. Thieme,
Nas,
Scrapy,
The Angels of Light,
Steve Hackett,
The Mojo Men,
The Leaves,
Cal Tjader,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
Tropical Tobacco,
The American Breed,
Gang Green,
John Foxx,
Country Teasers,
Wire,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Sheep,
Mo-Dettes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nils Olav,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Supertramp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Circle Jerks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
PIL,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.