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 Angola and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the techno 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul II Soul,
Agitation Free,
Siglo XX,
Monks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ohio Players,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
LL Cool J,
CMW,
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Busters,
Bob Dylan,
Absolute Body Control,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Trumans Water,
Mantronix,
Angry Samoans,
Smog,
Nirvana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grauzone,
Royal Trux,
Pet Shop Boys,
Adolescents,
The Golliwogs,
Amazonics,
Delta 5,
The Star Department,
10cc,
Bad Manners,
Kevin Saunderson,
Qualms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
ABC,
Unwound,
Quando Quango,
Whodini,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
Pantaleimon,
Drive Like Jehu,
EPMD,
Simply Red,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Rosa Yemen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skarface,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
Man Parrish,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.