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 Korea South and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 The Doors to the electroclash 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin 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 oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang of Four,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
The Sonics,
Alton Ellis,
Bad Manners,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funkadelic,
Lower 48,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Hot Snakes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mr. Review,
Circle Jerks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Prunes,
Smog,
Chrome,
Buzzcocks,
Aural Exciters,
Wally Richardson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harry Pussy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neil Young,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Flesh Eaters,
AZ,
Quadrant,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Velvet Underground,
Interpol,
Fugazi,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Hill,
Alphaville,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
10cc,
Wings,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.