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 Ukraine and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Average White Band to the funk 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers,
Nick Fraelich,
Amazonics,
Von Mondo,
Newcleus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Basic Channel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Tremeloes,
The Zeros,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
World's Most,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Siglo XX,
Ultravox,
Wire,
Ultimate Spinach,
48th St. Collective,
Pussy Galore,
Zero Boys,
Josef K,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Godley & Creme,
Niagra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lalann,
Radio Birdman,
Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
Hashim,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Donald Byrd,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
CMW,
the Sonics,
The Saints,
The Move,
Michelle Simonal,
Judy Mowatt,
Janne Schatter,
New Age Steppers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joyce Sims,
Gichy Dan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.