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 Ukraine and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Gang Gang Dance to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scientists,
The Doors,
Wings,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Star Department,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Associates,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Man Parrish,
The Vogues,
Sugar Minott,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantytec,
Jacques Brel,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Monks,
The Stooges,
Ossler,
Parry Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Suburban Knight,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tomorrow,
Sparks,
Y Pants,
The Wake,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Foxx,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.