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 Albania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Smiths to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick Morgan,
Monolake,
Circle Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Hill,
Model 500,
Parry Music,
The Fire Engines,
Maurizio,
Can,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television Personalities,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
The Saints,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Organ,
Lakeside,
Funkadelic,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scion,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mojo Men,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fugs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vladislav Delay,
F. McDonald,
Ultra Naté,
X-102,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harmonia,
Bill Near,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Gang Dance,
Warsaw,
Spandau Ballet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Spoonie Gee,
Wings,
Monks,
Deakin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonic Youth,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.