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 Nepal and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Television to the grime 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Grauzone,
Brick,
Johnny Clarke,
Henry Cow,
Trumans Water,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eli Mardock,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
Pagans,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cramps,
Jeff Lynne,
Franke,
The Victims,
Scott Walker,
Josef K,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
Warsaw,
Basic Channel,
Erykah Badu,
Sarah Menescal,
Wire,
Fear,
Cymande,
48th St. Collective,
The Searchers,
Camberwell Now,
John Coltrane,
David Axelrod,
Roxette,
MC5,
The Doors,
Newcleus,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
Erasure,
Sparks,
The Mummies,
The Gun Club,
Minutemen,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DNA,
Nirvana,
Ultra Naté,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Starr,
Reagan Youth,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Black Moon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brass Construction,
Neil Young,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.