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 Guatemala and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Adolescents to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
DJ Style,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Negative Approach,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
Quando Quango,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
AZ,
Gichy Dan,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Lynne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
The Slackers,
Warren Ellis,
DNA,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joe Finger,
X-101,
Skarface,
Darondo,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
The Mojo Men,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
The Associates,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
L. Decosne,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
Newcleus,
Jandek,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sandy B,
The Doors,
Lou Reed,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minnie Riperton,
Cal Tjader,
Spandau Ballet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.