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 Poland and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Don Cherry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Arcadia,
FM Einheit,
Marc Almond,
The Mummies,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vainqueur,
Brand Nubian,
Roxette,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Barracudas,
Grey Daturas,
the Sonics,
Smog,
Zapp,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Lakeside,
Jeff Mills,
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Real Kids,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
Roxy Music,
The Stooges,
Symarip,
Au Pairs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
World's Most,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pylon,
Wolf Eyes,
Whodini,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mars,
Scientists,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Association,
Moss Icon,
Quadrant,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.