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 Papua New Guinea and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fortunes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Outsiders,
The Slackers,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Danielle Patucci,
Wings,
Babytalk,
Stereo Dub,
Duran Duran,
Arcadia,
The Selecter,
Metal Thangz,
Boredoms,
Marc Almond,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Nik Kershaw,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Groovy Waters,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Carl Craig,
The Pretty Things,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
Intrusion,
Rekid,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yellowson,
Dennis Brown,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One,
Letta Mbulu,
Panda Bear,
A Certain Ratio,
Crash Course in Science,
Schoolly D,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joe Finger,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Can,
The Vogues,
Jandek,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
New York Dolls,
Quadrant,
The Evens,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.