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 Egypt and from Tokyo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aswad to the techno 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
Jawbox,
Blake Baxter,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
Warsaw,
Carl Craig,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Five Americans,
Black Bananas,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Flag,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
ABC,
The Cure,
Sam Rivers,
Eddi Front,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
ABBA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nas,
Unwound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Little Man,
Crime,
Blossom Toes,
Lakeside,
The Velvet Underground,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dark Day,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
Ultravox,
Suburban Knight,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
Arcadia,
Al Stewart,
New Order,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.