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 Nicaragua 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Roger Hodgson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Lucky Dragons,
Shuggie Otis,
The Durutti Column,
One Last Wish,
Roger Hodgson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DNA,
Sex Pistols,
Warren Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
Popol Vuh,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
JFA,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
Zero Boys,
Morten Harket,
Donny Hathaway,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Isaac Hayes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scott Walker,
Animal Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
June Days,
The Smiths,
F. McDonald,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed,
Joy Division,
Q and Not U,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Green,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Associates,
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
The Fugs,
Babytalk,
Q65,
Slick Rick,
The Misunderstood,
Albert Ayler,
Alice Coltrane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Soulsonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.