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 Hungary and from Mumbai.
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 Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 ABBA 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Deepchord,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Juan Atkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxy Music,
Von Mondo,
Ultravox,
Glenn Branca,
DNA,
David McCallum,
Magma,
KRS-One,
In Retrospect,
Lalo Schifrin,
Au Pairs,
Alice Coltrane,
Piero Umiliani,
Gabor Szabo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nas,
The Pretty Things,
Heaven 17,
New Order,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bluetip,
Sixth Finger,
The Count Five,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slave,
Rosa Yemen,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Byron Stingily,
Minor Threat,
Fela Kuti,
The Fall,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Nils Olav,
Joe Finger,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crime,
Can,
Arcadia,
A Certain Ratio,
Brass Construction,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gong,
Los Fastidios,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.