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 Luxembourg and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Zeros to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Bob Dylan,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Newcleus,
Connie Case,
Niagra,
Silicon Teens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Colin Newman,
The Cure,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aaron Thompson,
Sixth Finger,
Los Fastidios,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
The Searchers,
Blossom Toes,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Hood,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Essential Logic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rites of Spring,
Lightning Bolt,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Saints,
Make Up,
The Fortunes,
Von Mondo,
Blancmange,
Freddie Wadling,
Lindisfarne,
Sonic Youth,
Pylon,
Johnny Clarke,
Quando Quango,
The Golliwogs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dawn Penn,
Black Sheep,
Malaria!,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
Matthew Bourne,
Brand Nubian,
Soul II Soul,
Dorothy Ashby,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Alphaville,
A Certain Ratio,
Mission of Burma,
Das Ding,
Agent Orange,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.