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 Togo and from Calgary.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Al Stewart 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Quadrant,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Beau Brummels,
the Swans,
The Happenings,
Scion,
Barclay James Harvest,
This Heat,
The Real Kids,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Livin' Joy,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
Moebius,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tears for Fears,
Mo-Dettes,
Shoche,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
cv313,
Chrome,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
The Victims,
Tomorrow,
Donald Byrd,
Ultimate Spinach,
China Crisis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Reagan Youth,
The Motions,
Lyres,
Nick Fraelich,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Deadbeat,
Patti Smith,
Joe Finger,
Monks,
The Five Americans,
Depeche Mode,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
JFA,
Crash Course in Science,
MDC,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
The Blues Magoos,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.