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 Sri Lanka and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
10cc,
Outsiders,
Blossom Toes,
The Real Kids,
Japan,
Mandrill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DNA,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
Tim Buckley,
Bill Near,
Can,
Moby Grape,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Doors,
Pere Ubu,
Fluxion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
Amon Düül II,
The Star Department,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ultra Naté,
Supertramp,
Alison Limerick,
Liliput,
EPMD,
The Vogues,
Scion,
Roger Hodgson,
Yusef Lateef,
Das Ding,
Funkadelic,
Albert Ayler,
David Bowie,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxy Music,
The Music Machine,
Michelle Simonal,
Visage,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Busters,
Yazoo,
Whodini,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heaven 17,
Sandy B,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.