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 Kyrgyzstan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Echospace to the dance 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Gabor Szabo,
Jandek,
Suburban Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Angry Samoans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hashim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
R.M.O.,
Marvin Gaye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Associates,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
The Residents,
T. Rex,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
Letta Mbulu,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
Brand Nubian,
The Alarm Clocks,
Inner City,
Eddi Front,
Eve St. Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yusef Lateef,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronan,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lindisfarne,
The Grass Roots,
The Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Stiv Bators,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
It's A Beautiful Day,
48th St. Collective,
Blake Baxter,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.