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 Congo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Porter Ricks to the electroclash 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Mr. Review,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
Public Image Ltd.,
48th St. Collective,
Hashim,
Donny Hathaway,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
CMW,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Cal Tjader,
L. Decosne,
The Red Krayola,
The Invisible,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
Basic Channel,
Ten City,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Human League,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker,
Jacques Brel,
Scientists,
The Trojans,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
New Order,
Archie Shepp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Wire,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Cale,
The Techniques,
Country Teasers,
The Moleskins,
Sex Pistols,
Isaac Hayes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Kurtis Blow,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed,
The Slits,
the Slits,
Cameo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.