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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Jacques Brel to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Archie Shepp,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Sheep,
Tommy Roe,
A Certain Ratio,
Audionom,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Main Source,
Supertramp,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
The Kinks,
Andrew Hill,
Marvin Gaye,
Godley & Creme,
The Mummies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gun Club,
Steve Hackett,
Grey Daturas,
Cecil Taylor,
Porter Ricks,
Yellowson,
Yusef Lateef,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
DJ Sneak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Association,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scion,
Tears for Fears,
The Neon Judgement,
Icehouse,
X-102,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
Barbara Tucker,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
The Offenders,
Trumans Water,
Brass Construction,
Harmonia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zapp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Absolute Body Control,
Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.