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 Antigua and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
The Human League,
Josef K,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Au Pairs,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grauzone,
Lyres,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sällskapet,
Tim Buckley,
Roxette,
Lou Christie,
Cecil Taylor,
Barry Ungar,
the Bar-Kays,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Con Funk Shun,
Pierre Henry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Flag,
June Days,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
Saccharine Trust,
Blancmange,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Neu!,
Marine Girls,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hardrive,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Negative Approach,
The Martian,
Isaac Hayes,
Circle Jerks,
Prince Buster,
La Düsseldorf,
Cabaret Voltaire,
F. McDonald,
Warren Ellis,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Moon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dave Gahan,
Dawn Penn,
Masters at Work,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.