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 Qatar and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wire to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
The Doobie Brothers,
Siglo XX,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
ABBA,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
James White and The Blacks,
Parry Music,
Lucky Dragons,
Minor Threat,
Panda Bear,
Quantec,
Harmonia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Vogues,
Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Eve St. Jones,
Ponytail,
Infiniti,
Y Pants,
Section 25,
Slick Rick,
Ralphi Rosario,
These Immortal Souls,
Motorama,
The Pop Group,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Banda Bassotti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Motions,
Public Enemy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Absolute Body Control,
Slave,
Roger Hodgson,
Con Funk Shun,
Aswad,
Model 500,
Tom Boy,
Fluxion,
New York Dolls,
The Blackbyrds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Index,
Deadbeat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cure,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.