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 Brazil and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Erasure to the electroclash 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Sugar Minott,
Brick,
Terry Callier,
Joe Finger,
Suicide,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Thompson Twins,
Radiohead,
The Last Poets,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mission of Burma,
Chris Corsano,
L. Decosne,
The Residents,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Loose Ends,
Livin' Joy,
Jawbox,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donny Hathaway,
Make Up,
Neu!,
Theoretical Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Main Source,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500,
Marine Girls,
John Lydon,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Connie Case,
Danielle Patucci,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cameo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Television,
Grauzone,
Skaos,
Byron Stingily,
Al Stewart,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Machine,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.