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 China and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Siglo XX to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Brick,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Swans,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
Icehouse,
Wings,
Infiniti,
Drexciya,
Brand Nubian,
Youth Brigade,
La Düsseldorf,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neu!,
The Barracudas,
the Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eli Mardock,
Organ,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Motions,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
David Axelrod,
The Residents,
Jandek,
Mark Hollis,
The Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Harmonia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Procol Harum,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Delta 5,
Technova,
Gang Gang Dance,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
Roger Hodgson,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.