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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Goldenarms to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Real Kids,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
Lungfish,
the Swans,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
Marmalade,
ABBA,
Mandrill,
Clear Light,
Barry Ungar,
Freddie Wadling,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Maurizio,
Skaos,
Magazine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kenny Larkin,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Yellowson,
Q65,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
Ken Boothe,
Steve Hackett,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
Drexciya,
June Days,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Eden Ahbez,
Loose Ends,
Jerry's Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
The Invisible,
Carl Craig,
Crispian St. Peters,
Arcadia,
8 Eyed Spy,
Motorama,
Roy Ayers,
T.S.O.L.,
ABC,
Kurtis Blow,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.