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 Italy and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Cowsills to the crunk 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
Scrapy,
Al Stewart,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Sherman,
The Index,
The Victims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Faraquet,
Ten City,
The Names,
Fad Gadget,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Television,
Fluxion,
Faust,
The Happenings,
Adolescents,
The Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Underground Resistance,
ABC,
OOIOO,
Joey Negro,
Scientists,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
Man Parrish,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pulsallama,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
Lebanon Hanover,
James White and The Blacks,
Wally Richardson,
Whodini,
The Tremeloes,
Nas,
Index,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Golliwogs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
Marine Girls,
Ponytail,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
The Mojo Men,
Ralphi Rosario,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.