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 Senegal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the crunk 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Los Fastidios,
Amon Düül II,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
The Music Machine,
DNA,
Dave Gahan,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Sheep,
Symarip,
Joe Smooth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barrington Levy,
Mark Hollis,
Byron Stingily,
The Moody Blues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Hood,
The Misunderstood,
Gang Green,
Yusef Lateef,
CMW,
Rotary Connection,
Toni Rubio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Black Moon,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Parrish,
Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
The Durutti Column,
The Last Poets,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
U.S. Maple,
John Holt,
One Last Wish,
John Cale,
Brick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Wells,
Camouflage,
Rhythm & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hot Snakes,
The Evens,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.