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 Serbia and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Altered Images 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Sun City Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Quando Quango,
Pulsallama,
Fatback Band,
Radiohead,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gories,
The Names,
MDC,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Suicide,
Morten Harket,
Chris Corsano,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Angels of Light,
Bluetip,
Bronski Beat,
Agent Orange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Move,
The Human League,
U.S. Maple,
One Last Wish,
The Stooges,
June Days,
Swell Maps,
The Blues Magoos,
the Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cymande,
Marc Almond,
Robert Wyatt,
Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joey Negro,
Cluster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sparks,
June of 44,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxy Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monks,
Circle Jerks,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.