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 Honduras and from Columbus.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bill Near to the rock 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Quantec,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
Aloha Tigers,
Easy Going,
DNA,
Y Pants,
The Motions,
Gichy Dan,
Fugazi,
The Gories,
JFA,
Outsiders,
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oblivians,
Cameo,
Crooked Eye,
The Star Department,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Görl,
Soft Machine,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crime,
Barry Ungar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Interpol,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
T.S.O.L.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Byrd,
Ten City,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Last Poets,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alphaville,
June of 44,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Loose Ends,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Sight & Sound,
Stiv Bators,
ABC,
MC5,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
Skarface,
Reagan Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Alison Limerick,
Morten Harket,
Al Stewart,
Niagra,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.