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 Malaysia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Seeds to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dual Sessions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Camouflage,
Crooked Eye,
The Motions,
Maleditus Sound,
Pagans,
The Remains,
The Cosmic Jokers,
B.T. Express,
Rosa Yemen,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flamin' Groovies,
Whodini,
Boz Scaggs,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gun Club,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
Talk Talk,
Amazonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terry Callier,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
Maurizio,
Wasted Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Golliwogs,
Scrapy,
The Gap Band,
Tommy Roe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mantronix,
The Searchers,
Iggy Pop,
Goldenarms,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The New Christs,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.