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 Singapore and from Columbus.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba 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 Todd Rundgren to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Gong,
Radio Birdman,
Ronnie Foster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sound Behaviour,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Derrick May,
Fear,
Isaac Hayes,
Surgeon,
John Holt,
The United States of America,
Gang Green,
KRS-One,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Youth Brigade,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barrington Levy,
Magazine,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
New Order,
In Retrospect,
Siglo XX,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sugar Minott,
Section 25,
Todd Rundgren,
Smog,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
The Stooges,
Tom Boy,
Public Enemy,
David Bowie,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oneida,
Inner City,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rod Modell,
Simply Red,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
China Crisis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.