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 Nepal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Marshall Jefferson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Trojans,
Harmonia,
Al Stewart,
Brass Construction,
Crispy Ambulance,
Youth Brigade,
The Techniques,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
Make Up,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
Trumans Water,
Aloha Tigers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Symarip,
Amon Düül,
Sex Pistols,
Ten City,
Boogie Down Productions,
Saccharine Trust,
Scientists,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Dolphy,
Shuggie Otis,
Excepter,
Q and Not U,
Kerri Chandler,
Wally Richardson,
Jawbox,
Nik Kershaw,
Mission of Burma,
Ralphi Rosario,
Slave,
Henry Cow,
Joyce Sims,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Flash Fearless,
The Durutti Column,
MC5,
The Remains,
The Young Rascals,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.