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 Croatia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare 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 Quando Quango to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Qualms,
Kayak,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
DJ Style,
Rod Modell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camouflage,
Aaron Thompson,
Infiniti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
a-ha,
Chris Corsano,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
Goldenarms,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Motions,
Youth Brigade,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Lalann,
Gil Scott Heron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sight & Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aswad,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pussy Galore,
Yellowson,
Kaleidoscope,
Barbara Tucker,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
Crash Course in Science,
Soft Cell,
Sound Behaviour,
New Order,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Tears for Fears,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Pole,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.