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 Dominica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boogie Down Productions to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Das Ding,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Popol Vuh,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Niagra,
Rod Modell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brick,
The Sonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter and Kerry,
L. Decosne,
Steve Hackett,
The Walker Brothers,
Joy Division,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Near,
Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
The Pretty Things,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Agitation Free,
Bad Manners,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf,
MDC,
Pulsallama,
Deepchord,
Traffic Nightmare,
Malaria!,
Maleditus Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marmalade,
Althea and Donna,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Wally Richardson,
Newcleus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Pierre Henry,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Rotary Connection,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.