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 Italy and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Echospace,
Chrome,
Camberwell Now,
The Dead C,
Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Monochrome Set,
Ornette Coleman,
Cal Tjader,
Michelle Simonal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Procol Harum,
Roxy Music,
Amazonics,
John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
Prince Buster,
The Sound,
Morten Harket,
Maleditus Sound,
Delta 5,
Arab on Radar,
Flash Fearless,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bill Near,
Harry Pussy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mojo Men,
The Smoke,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Icehouse,
Ohio Players,
The Move,
Bauhaus,
The Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Red Krayola,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tim Buckley,
The Selecter,
Alphaville,
E-Dancer,
Robert Hood,
Gang Starr,
Minny Pops,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
OOIOO,
The Moleskins,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.