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 Ghana and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 the Normal to the jazz 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T. Rex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
X-102,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sandy B,
Bizarre Inc.,
Althea and Donna,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gap Band,
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
Talk Talk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Wells,
Hot Snakes,
Archie Shepp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxy Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
Agent Orange,
Mo-Dettes,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Thompson Twins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Gong,
Rotary Connection,
The Smiths,
Liliput,
the Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Toni Rubio,
Infiniti,
Rakim,
The Residents,
New York Dolls,
In Retrospect,
David McCallum,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
The Five Americans,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Association,
Das Ding,
Skaos,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
The Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.