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 Spain and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb 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 Slick Rick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monolake,
Average White Band,
Eli Mardock,
Brass Construction,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
K-Klass,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
Lungfish,
The Victims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Arthur Verocai,
The Red Krayola,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Young Rascals,
Ralphi Rosario,
Althea and Donna,
Ornette Coleman,
The Trojans,
Eddi Front,
Crooked Eye,
Lyres,
Alphaville,
Ultravox,
The Human League,
Max Romeo,
This Heat,
The Zeros,
Arab on Radar,
Los Fastidios,
Adolescents,
The American Breed,
the Soft Cell,
The Skatalites,
Slick Rick,
U.S. Maple,
Anakelly,
Motorama,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pagans,
The Blackbyrds,
Susan Cadogan,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Judy Mowatt,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
Cluster,
Fatback Band,
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cybotron,
The Remains,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.