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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric Copeland to the punk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rakim,
The Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Godley & Creme,
Shuggie Otis,
Second Layer,
Cameo,
Can,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
Siglo XX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
Khruangbin,
Suburban Knight,
The Durutti Column,
Marine Girls,
Todd Terry,
kango's stein massive,
Scrapy,
Chris Corsano,
Popol Vuh,
Circle Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy,
Moby Grape,
Robert Wyatt,
In Retrospect,
Iggy Pop,
Little Man,
New York Dolls,
Television Personalities,
Faraquet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Agent Orange,
Joe Smooth,
Sällskapet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Bourne,
Babytalk,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
Smog,
Section 25,
Ultravox,
Subhumans,
Derrick May,
Freddie Wadling,
Yazoo,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.