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 Botswana 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 Theoretical Girls to the funk 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joy Division,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
Tears for Fears,
T. Rex,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Michelle Simonal,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cramps,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Arab on Radar,
Juan Atkins,
Theoretical Girls,
OOIOO,
Sixth Finger,
The Gun Club,
Quadrant,
Mad Mike,
Country Teasers,
Excepter,
Cybotron,
ABC,
Pantaleimon,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
One Last Wish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Leaves,
Pagans,
Derrick May,
F. McDonald,
Jeff Mills,
This Heat,
Wire,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott Heron,
Porter Ricks,
The Young Rascals,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eurythmics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Blues Magoos,
Can,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.