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 Kosovo and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Slave to the rock 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Silicon Teens,
Porter Ricks,
Zero Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
The Smoke,
Little Man,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fire Engines,
Ohio Players,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
The Electric Prunes,
Skaos,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
Flipper,
Duran Duran,
Easy Going,
Alphaville,
Banda Bassotti,
The Searchers,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Roy Ayers,
Nico,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Stereo Dub,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
UT,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
Trumans Water,
Jawbox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.