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 Cyprus and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Flesh Eaters,
Quantec,
Swans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-101,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smoke,
Aaron Thompson,
The Blackbyrds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scan 7,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Youth Brigade,
Minnie Riperton,
Quadrant,
Qualms,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
Funkadelic,
Funky Four + One,
Organ,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Don Cherry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camberwell Now,
Hardrive,
Ultra Naté,
Loose Ends,
Accadde A,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Scratch Acid,
Sparks,
Depeche Mode,
MDC,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Terry,
Massinfluence,
Quando Quango,
The Stooges,
Shuggie Otis,
Shoche,
Q65,
Inner City,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.