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 Iraq and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Infiniti,
The Smoke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Anakelly,
Barrington Levy,
The Last Poets,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Foxx,
Nas,
ABBA,
Glenn Branca,
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
Max Romeo,
the Association,
Rotary Connection,
Eve St. Jones,
Dead Boys,
Harmonia,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
The Monks,
Joe Finger,
Skriet,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Fad Gadget,
The Selecter,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fuzztones,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Scion,
Shuggie Otis,
X-102,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxette,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Radio Birdman,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fela Kuti,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moleskins,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pet Shop Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
JFA,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.