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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 rhodes 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 Bob Dylan to the disco 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
Carl Craig,
The Fire Engines,
Altered Images,
The Techniques,
Stockholm Monsters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
F. McDonald,
David Axelrod,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül II,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Sixth Finger,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dead Boys,
Black Bananas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Porter Ricks,
Oneida,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siglo XX,
The Blackbyrds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Swell Maps,
Minor Threat,
Quadrant,
Kayak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Toni Rubio,
The Blues Magoos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brand Nubian,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Anakelly,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
Pulsallama,
DJ Style,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Eddi Front,
Kurtis Blow,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.