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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Erasure to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Black Pus,
Fatback Band,
EPMD,
a-ha,
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
Moss Icon,
Isaac Hayes,
Brothers Johnson,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
Howard Jones,
The Martian,
Funkadelic,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Girls At Our Best!,
Y Pants,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Anakelly,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smiths,
The Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
The United States of America,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Chris & Cosey,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
Aural Exciters,
Man Eating Sloth,
Surgeon,
The Fortunes,
Thompson Twins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tom Boy,
Danielle Patucci,
ABC,
Tim Buckley,
Motorama,
Rekid,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sam Rivers,
Gang of Four,
Rotary Connection,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.