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 Qatar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kerri Chandler to the funk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Whodini,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
Erasure,
Black Moon,
Aswad,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Misunderstood,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Sherman,
The Monks,
In Retrospect,
The Motions,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
MC5,
The Walker Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Swell Maps,
Janne Schatter,
Y Pants,
Funky Four + One,
Clear Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Angels of Light,
Arab on Radar,
Gabor Szabo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Buckinghams,
Jandek,
Roxette,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Motorama,
Buzzcocks,
Excepter,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
Wire,
Brothers Johnson,
Ohio Players,
The Count Five,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.