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 Dominican Republic and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 The Sonics 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
Tommy Roe,
Ralphi Rosario,
kango's stein massive,
David Axelrod,
Scion,
10cc,
Robert Görl,
Quando Quango,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Knickerbockers,
World's Most,
the Slits,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Buzzcocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young,
Donny Hathaway,
Animal Collective,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kas Product,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Busters,
Funky Four + One,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
Aaron Thompson,
The United States of America,
T.S.O.L.,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
Main Source,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Kayak,
Iggy Pop,
Aswad,
Brand Nubian,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Q and Not U,
Tropical Tobacco,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.