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 Liechtenstein and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Robert Palmer 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 Gun Club to the grime 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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin 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 snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Kerri Chandler,
Unwound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tears for Fears,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Knickerbockers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lucky Dragons,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Spoonie Gee,
Goldenarms,
The Happenings,
The United States of America,
Porter Ricks,
Roxy Music,
In Retrospect,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Infiniti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
June of 44,
Faraquet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Inner City,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marmalade,
Kayak,
Pantaleimon,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Hot Snakes,
K-Klass,
Tom Boy,
Lightning Bolt,
the Association,
Supertramp,
The Beau Brummels,
Sandy B,
Silicon Teens,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
The Black Dice,
Marine Girls,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Monks,
Dark Day,
Accadde A,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.