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 Sudan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the dance 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Jeff Mills,
Essential Logic,
Ohio Players,
Fad Gadget,
CMW,
The Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Erasure,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Silicon Teens,
Magma,
Aswad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
B.T. Express,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
MC5,
The Techniques,
Oneida,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalann,
Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alton Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
The Fortunes,
F. McDonald,
Duran Duran,
The Selecter,
The Happenings,
The Modern Lovers,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Quando Quango,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mars,
Alphaville,
The J.B.'s,
The Toasters,
ABC,
Erykah Badu,
Country Teasers,
Sparks,
Sarah Menescal,
Tim Buckley,
Funky Four + One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.