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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Niagra to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Blancmange,
Junior Murvin,
cv313,
Simply Red,
Jawbox,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Associates,
Drexciya,
Reagan Youth,
Altered Images,
Josef K,
Derrick May,
Flamin' Groovies,
Groovy Waters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lightning Bolt,
Lebanon Hanover,
A Certain Ratio,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reuben Wilson,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
Tears for Fears,
The Victims,
Yusef Lateef,
Cameo,
Bronski Beat,
Ten City,
X-102,
The Fugs,
Y Pants,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
Essential Logic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
48th St. Collective,
Organ,
Lalann,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Davy DMX,
Funky Four + One,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
a-ha,
Clear Light,
The Cure,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thompson Twins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mars,
Hardrive,
Todd Rundgren,
Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
New York Dolls,
Darondo,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.