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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Main Source to the crunk 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Unwound,
The Wake,
Main Source,
the Swans,
Minny Pops,
Harpers Bizarre,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monolake,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sarah Menescal,
Wings,
Barry Ungar,
Morten Harket,
The Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Au Pairs,
Faust,
Sex Pistols,
Todd Terry,
The Searchers,
cv313,
Todd Rundgren,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
The Victims,
Patti Smith,
Mandrill,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Sherman,
Bob Dylan,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
Aural Exciters,
Malaria!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Faraquet,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
Dual Sessions,
Aaron Thompson,
Flipper,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
Sister Nancy,
Motorama,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.