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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Intrusion to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Stetsasonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Marine Girls,
Jacques Brel,
The Star Department,
Oblivians,
Qualms,
The Five Americans,
Buzzcocks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joey Negro,
Altered Images,
Reuben Wilson,
Scientists,
Deepchord,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
Dawn Penn,
Unrelated Segments,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
Eden Ahbez,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wally Richardson,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
Minor Threat,
Ludus,
Oneida,
Gang of Four,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Litter,
Blancmange,
Zero Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amazonics,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marvin Gaye,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Neon Judgement,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tom Boy,
Quando Quango,
Hardrive,
Terry Callier,
Goldenarms,
B.T. Express,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.