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 Taiwan and from London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Connie Case to the techno 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Underground Resistance,
UT,
Frankie Knuckles,
Q65,
Metal Thangz,
Blancmange,
The Black Dice,
Groovy Waters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boredoms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
Scratch Acid,
The Motions,
Marmalade,
Tres Demented,
Quantec,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tom Boy,
Neil Young,
Alton Ellis,
X-102,
The Names,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
the Germs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
Liliput,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
Bobby Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mad Mike,
John Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pole,
Idris Muhammad,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hardrive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Young Rascals,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
Grauzone,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.