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 Ecuador and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Inner City to the disco 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Average White Band,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Circle Jerks,
Gichy Dan,
Max Romeo,
Piero Umiliani,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Basic Channel,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
The Five Americans,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anthony Braxton,
Underground Resistance,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unrelated Segments,
the Association,
Deepchord,
Massinfluence,
X-101,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fatback Band,
The Grass Roots,
Aswad,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Loose Ends,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Index,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moleskins,
Shoche,
Con Funk Shun,
Tommy Roe,
Sexual Harrassment,
David McCallum,
Can,
Warsaw,
The Beau Brummels,
Arcadia,
Skarface,
Television,
Rosa Yemen,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.