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 Namibia and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Neil Young to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
The Cowsills,
The Barracudas,
The Walker Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
Ponytail,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Associates,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
The Pop Group,
F. McDonald,
Todd Terry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci,
a-ha,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gladiators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Magma,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Bootsy Collins,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Görl,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
Warren Ellis,
Section 25,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
The Music Machine,
Arcadia,
Japan,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Red Krayola,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Ossler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.