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 Poland and from London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 The Litter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Tom Boy,
Radio Birdman,
Youth Brigade,
The Victims,
Los Fastidios,
Mission of Burma,
The Leaves,
Tubeway Army,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
Flash Fearless,
Wire,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Litter,
Black Moon,
The Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dead C,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lightning Bolt,
Faust,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Nas,
In Retrospect,
Procol Harum,
Yellowson,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
Can,
Magazine,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Fraelich,
Suicide,
The Fortunes,
Cheater Slicks,
The Saints,
10cc,
John Lydon,
The Fire Engines,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harpers Bizarre,
This Heat,
Rapeman,
The United States of America,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wings,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.