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 Switzerland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 Derrick Morgan 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
The Monochrome Set,
Fela Kuti,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
Flash Fearless,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Severed Heads,
Japan,
The Zeros,
Echospace,
Bad Manners,
Eric B and Rakim,
Urselle,
Lou Christie,
Bill Near,
Lightning Bolt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Hardrive,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick May,
Skarface,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amazonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Television,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
The Saints,
Vainqueur,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Supertramp,
Bill Wells,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Popol Vuh,
Main Source,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Enemy,
Joyce Sims,
The Last Poets,
Schoolly D,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Finger,
Barrington Levy,
Brick,
Althea and Donna,
Nils Olav,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stetsasonic,
The Blues Magoos,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.