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 Benin and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 MC5 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bang On A Can,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Khruangbin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monks,
Iggy Pop,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
The Evens,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
Talk Talk,
Visage,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Graham Central Station,
Model 500,
James White and The Blacks,
The Red Krayola,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Inner City,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Subhumans,
U.S. Maple,
Theoretical Girls,
Oblivians,
Rotary Connection,
Marine Girls,
Darondo,
Radiohead,
Vainqueur,
Pagans,
Joe Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
Henry Cow,
Jerry's Kids,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
Lyres,
Slick Rick,
Aswad,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Golliwogs,
Al Stewart,
Franke,
Blancmange,
Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.