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 Brazil and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Altered Images to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Mr. Review,
Saccharine Trust,
Half Japanese,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Bourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Foxx,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cure,
Motorama,
Neil Young,
DNA,
The Gladiators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angry Samoans,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
Lightning Bolt,
The Misunderstood,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Porter Ricks,
Cameo,
Tubeway Army,
Terry Callier,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jandek,
The Black Dice,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Sugar Minott,
Isaac Hayes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Don Cherry,
Pantaleimon,
Spandau Ballet,
Banda Bassotti,
Tommy Roe,
Reagan Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Saints,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monks,
The Buckinghams,
Cal Tjader,
the Swans,
Crime,
The Count Five,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.