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 Qatar and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Goldenarms to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scrapy,
The Selecter,
Drexciya,
Gang of Four,
Jimmy McGriff,
Al Stewart,
Hoover,
Qualms,
Lower 48,
Toni Rubio,
Buzzcocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fugs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Aaron Thompson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Howard Jones,
Subhumans,
Moebius,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Q65,
Khruangbin,
The Dave Clark Five,
David McCallum,
Visage,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Wire,
Mars,
Bill Wells,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Piero Umiliani,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yellowson,
Cal Tjader,
David Bowie,
The Count Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantaleimon,
Swans,
Index,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Moon,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Sugar Minott,
the Fania All-Stars,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.