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 France and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
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 rhodes 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 Wire to the funk 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Boredoms,
The Count Five,
Connie Case,
Nas,
Carl Craig,
Livin' Joy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
Scan 7,
Faust,
Fear,
Darondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tommy Roe,
Lucky Dragons,
Gabor Szabo,
In Retrospect,
Radio Birdman,
Monks,
The Star Department,
Andrew Hill,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultravox,
Tubeway Army,
Sight & Sound,
Graham Central Station,
The Cramps,
Minnie Riperton,
Albert Ayler,
Ronan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Young Rascals,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiohead,
Lou Christie,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
This Heat,
The Monks,
The Litter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
JFA,
Danielle Patucci,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
H. Thieme,
Max Romeo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
China Crisis,
Kerri Chandler,
Reagan Youth,
the Human League,
Don Cherry,
The Velvet Underground,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.