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 Sri Lanka and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Cale,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultra Naté,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minutemen,
Pere Ubu,
Reuben Wilson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mandrill,
Smog,
Quantec,
Zero Boys,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
One Last Wish,
Goldenarms,
Magazine,
Au Pairs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nation of Ulysses,
Faraquet,
Jeff Mills,
Thee Headcoats,
The J.B.'s,
Motorama,
Gerry Rafferty,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Q65,
Ohio Players,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
T. Rex,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Yusef Lateef,
Althea and Donna,
the Slits,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
Make Up,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lyres,
EPMD,
Juan Atkins,
Essential Logic,
Roxy Music,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.