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 Libya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 John Cale to the rock 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
The Dead C,
Andrew Hill,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Suicide,
Siglo XX,
The Names,
The Pop Group,
Black Flag,
Silicon Teens,
Thee Headcoats,
the Sonics,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Angry Samoans,
John Holt,
Deepchord,
The Neon Judgement,
Moby Grape,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Suburban Knight,
Liliput,
The Knickerbockers,
Blake Baxter,
Howard Jones,
The J.B.'s,
Cymande,
Urselle,
The Cowsills,
John Foxx,
Marc Almond,
Talk Talk,
Make Up,
Jerry's Kids,
The New Christs,
the Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Rapeman,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fortunes,
Agent Orange,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
The Offenders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.