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 San Marino and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Smiths to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q65,
The J.B.'s,
Brick,
Eli Mardock,
Ituana,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minnie Riperton,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Sneak,
The New Christs,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
Black Bananas,
Crime,
Pulsallama,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee,
This Heat,
The Human League,
The Smoke,
Sixth Finger,
Barbara Tucker,
Deakin,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Tremeloes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Alice Coltrane,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
The Angels of Light,
Tubeway Army,
Kayak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
Chris & Cosey,
Sonic Youth,
Agent Orange,
The Cramps,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
Ornette Coleman,
Inner City,
Wire,
PIL,
Quando Quango,
The Stooges,
F. McDonald,
EPMD,
The Pop Group,
Technova,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.