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 Cuba and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin 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 The Divine Comedy to the grunge 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Scan 7,
CMW,
Niagra,
Amon Düül II,
Aswad,
Alison Limerick,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Normal,
cv313,
Man Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Accadde A,
Joe Finger,
Average White Band,
Suburban Knight,
Easy Going,
Rufus Thomas,
Steve Hackett,
Quadrant,
The Trojans,
Fad Gadget,
Surgeon,
Bill Wells,
Audionom,
The Wake,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fatback Band,
Subhumans,
Tubeway Army,
Adolescents,
Franke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Womack,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Flag,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rekid,
Marc Almond,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Alton Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
48th St. Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Metal Thangz,
Fugazi,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nation of Ulysses,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.