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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the punk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eric Copeland,
Michelle Simonal,
The Young Rascals,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter,
Mark Hollis,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Schoolly D,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Panda Bear,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Flag,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Prince Buster,
Parry Music,
Kurtis Blow,
This Heat,
Scion,
Adolescents,
Darondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
D'Angelo,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sex Pistols,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deepchord,
Alison Limerick,
In Retrospect,
The Walker Brothers,
Shoche,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Y Pants,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oblivians,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liliput,
The Mojo Men,
Glenn Branca,
Minutemen,
Bluetip,
Animal Collective,
Scan 7,
Bobby Byrd,
Arcadia,
Pere Ubu,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Q65,
Tears for Fears,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.