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 France and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Mojo Men to the jazz 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Bill Wells,
Joyce Sims,
Max Romeo,
Half Japanese,
Mandrill,
Vladislav Delay,
Motorama,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
Dual Sessions,
Jacques Brel,
Colin Newman,
Gong,
Lungfish,
The Trojans,
Public Enemy,
The Durutti Column,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Davy DMX,
Eurythmics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
OOIOO,
Los Fastidios,
R.M.O.,
Moss Icon,
The American Breed,
Nirvana,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
The Cowsills,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soft Machine,
Magazine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maleditus Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Matthew Bourne,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare,
Accadde A,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
The Alarm Clocks,
Infiniti,
The Offenders,
Outsiders,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Index,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.