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 Kuwait and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hasil Adkins to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Organ,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion,
The Velvet Underground,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Max Romeo,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Sneak,
Swans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Alarm Clocks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The J.B.'s,
Tropical Tobacco,
Colin Newman,
The Buckinghams,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Nation of Ulysses,
Deakin,
The American Breed,
Dawn Penn,
Talk Talk,
Al Stewart,
Porter Ricks,
Ultravox,
The Busters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Angry Samoans,
Das Ding,
John Foxx,
Idris Muhammad,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Beau Brummels,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang of Four,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monks,
F. McDonald,
Derrick May,
Model 500,
Kenny Larkin,
The Offenders,
Camberwell Now,
Little Man,
Desert Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Music Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.