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 Bulgaria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Flash Fearless to the rock 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
The Techniques,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Depeche Mode,
Adolescents,
Inner City,
The Leaves,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Monks,
The Fortunes,
Iggy Pop,
Shoche,
The Selecter,
Dave Gahan,
David Bowie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tears for Fears,
Frankie Knuckles,
Qualms,
The Names,
Arcadia,
Trumans Water,
Yazoo,
The Modern Lovers,
LL Cool J,
Ludus,
Roxy Music,
Gang Green,
Susan Cadogan,
cv313,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Holt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tubeway Army,
The Standells,
Minutemen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Andrew Hill,
Agent Orange,
Bad Manners,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New York Dolls,
Fugazi,
The Grass Roots,
Albert Ayler,
Joyce Sims,
Das Ding,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maurizio,
Arthur Verocai,
Godley & Creme,
Swans,
the Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
The Misunderstood,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.