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 Brazil and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dual Sessions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nas,
Grauzone,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pretty Things,
Icehouse,
Boogie Down Productions,
David McCallum,
Intrusion,
the Bar-Kays,
Rhythm & Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Urselle,
Max Romeo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool Moe Dee,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
R.M.O.,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
Sixth Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter and Kerry,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mojo Men,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul II Soul,
Mad Mike,
Traffic Nightmare,
X-Ray Spex,
Siglo XX,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
Lakeside,
One Last Wish,
the Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Beau Brummels,
The Remains,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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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.