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 Panama and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Star Department to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
The Last Poets,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Copeland,
The Gap Band,
Harmonia,
Intrusion,
DNA,
Jerry's Kids,
The Pretty Things,
Pantytec,
Joe Finger,
E-Dancer,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Toni Rubio,
Technova,
Main Source,
Motorama,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delta 5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
Deadbeat,
Sound Behaviour,
The American Breed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Holt,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
The Golliwogs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Y Pants,
Adolescents,
Procol Harum,
Animal Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Blake Baxter,
Nils Olav,
Make Up,
B.T. Express,
Barry Ungar,
Kas Product,
Bobby Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Buckinghams,
John Cale,
The Busters,
CMW,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.