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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Neon Judgement to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Wire,
Gang of Four,
Silicon Teens,
Skarface,
Average White Band,
Fluxion,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Heaven 17,
Masters at Work,
Davy DMX,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
The Neon Judgement,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Japan,
Hot Snakes,
the Human League,
Jacques Brel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
PIL,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
Boz Scaggs,
The Skatalites,
Eddi Front,
Joe Finger,
Minor Threat,
Juan Atkins,
Alphaville,
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
Visage,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
The Saints,
Black Sheep,
Zapp,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Enemy,
Swans,
Severed Heads,
Monolake,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Association,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
The Martian,
Eden Ahbez,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.