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 Solomon Islands and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Move to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
Popol Vuh,
U.S. Maple,
Kayak,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
Sister Nancy,
Scan 7,
Kas Product,
Monolake,
Groovy Waters,
Crash Course in Science,
Circle Jerks,
The Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
La Düsseldorf,
Aloha Tigers,
Kaleidoscope,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tubeway Army,
Roger Hodgson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pulsallama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
Spoonie Gee,
Television,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lindisfarne,
The Fortunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Blake Baxter,
Hoover,
Pole,
Toni Rubio,
Sun City Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
Underground Resistance,
Wings,
David Bowie,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
The Names,
EPMD,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.