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 Madagascar and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Joe Finger to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
The Gun Club,
The Moody Blues,
Darondo,
The Cure,
Jeru the Damaja,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
David McCallum,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
Wasted Youth,
Josef K,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Gories,
The Evens,
Zero Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Aswad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dark Day,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Warren Ellis,
The Durutti Column,
Mantronix,
Boz Scaggs,
Max Romeo,
Fear,
Morten Harket,
Popol Vuh,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Outsiders,
Eli Mardock,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
Sonic Youth,
Wings,
Pulsallama,
The Toasters,
A Certain Ratio,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Franke,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
Tom Boy,
Arab on Radar,
Hardrive,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.