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 Malaysia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Loose Ends to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Byrd,
One Last Wish,
Ice-T,
Bush Tetras,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Easy Going,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Count Five,
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Steve Hackett,
Motorama,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boredoms,
The Litter,
Moss Icon,
Funkadelic,
Supertramp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mark Hollis,
Banda Bassotti,
Minutemen,
T.S.O.L.,
Joy Division,
Can,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
Popol Vuh,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Last Poets,
Electric Prunes,
Rites of Spring,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Dolphy,
The Offenders,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Accadde A,
Livin' Joy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bad Manners,
Little Man,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.