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 Mexico and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Flesh Eaters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cure,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
Zapp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slave,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
Infiniti,
Cecil Taylor,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Alarm Clocks,
Adolescents,
Flash Fearless,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
Bush Tetras,
Half Japanese,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
Al Stewart,
The Techniques,
Kurtis Blow,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
Eurythmics,
Banda Bassotti,
Toni Rubio,
Dennis Brown,
Brass Construction,
Rufus Thomas,
Lyres,
Fad Gadget,
Cheater Slicks,
Supertramp,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum,
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
The Index,
Radio Birdman,
Barrington Levy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
LL Cool J,
The Litter,
Fugazi,
Grey Daturas,
L. Decosne,
The Saints,
David Bowie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.