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 Antigua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Joe Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
PIL,
The Neon Judgement,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Terry Callier,
Tears for Fears,
Ten City,
Wally Richardson,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Goldenarms,
The Skatalites,
The Invisible,
Organ,
Lakeside,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Leaves,
Cybotron,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Dave Clark Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Subhumans,
Lucky Dragons,
Anakelly,
Moebius,
Alphaville,
The Selecter,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Electric Prunes,
Quando Quango,
Barbara Tucker,
The Raincoats,
The Gap Band,
AZ,
Joey Negro,
The Offenders,
Man Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dark Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Sonics,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.