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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Mars to the funk 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Intrusion,
10cc,
Ohio Players,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Agitation Free,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arcadia,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
Camouflage,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
Boogie Down Productions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
The Seeds,
Drexciya,
June of 44,
The Leaves,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
the Slits,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Dead Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nico,
Das Ding,
Japan,
Sugar Minott,
The Moody Blues,
Yellowson,
Shuggie Otis,
Colin Newman,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
Shoche,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
Alison Limerick,
L. Decosne,
Michelle Simonal,
Janne Schatter,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Starr,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.