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 Bologna.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eden Ahbez to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Kas Product,
Lalo Schifrin,
Duran Duran,
Tomorrow,
Big Daddy Kane,
Trumans Water,
The Fire Engines,
The Standells,
The Young Rascals,
Crispian St. Peters,
L. Decosne,
the Swans,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxy Music,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
Derrick May,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sound,
The Fuzztones,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Mummies,
Angry Samoans,
Fat Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Dead Boys,
Joy Division,
Soul II Soul,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
EPMD,
Isaac Hayes,
Shoche,
Toni Rubio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joyce Sims,
John Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
a-ha,
Ultravox,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marmalade,
The New Christs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.