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 India and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Piero Umiliani to the jazz 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Accadde A,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Move,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Henry Cow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
The Barracudas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sound,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Almond,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chrome,
Rites of Spring,
Infiniti,
Frankie Knuckles,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Last Poets,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Albert Ayler,
Depeche Mode,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fear,
Inner City,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
FM Einheit,
Flipper,
Derrick May,
The Toasters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Doors,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ossler,
Reuben Wilson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terrestrial Tones,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
Harry Pussy,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.