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 Niger and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Amon Düül II to the rock 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Althea and Donna,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Holt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
John Cale,
The Names,
Mantronix,
Spoonie Gee,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat,
Crime,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tubeway Army,
LL Cool J,
Anakelly,
Girls At Our Best!,
Monks,
Sun City Girls,
Shoche,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Smooth,
Fluxion,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mad Mike,
James White and The Blacks,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sonic Youth,
Alice Coltrane,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Underground Resistance,
The Knickerbockers,
Jacob Miller,
Sandy B,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Index,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
The Birthday Party,
The Standells,
The Golliwogs,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.