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 Romania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rap 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
Scratch Acid,
Cameo,
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
Radio Birdman,
Kaleidoscope,
New York Dolls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
Gang Starr,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Wasted Youth,
Harry Pussy,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Sandy B,
K-Klass,
cv313,
Skriet,
Severed Heads,
Depeche Mode,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fortunes,
Bob Dylan,
Moby Grape,
Jawbox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alton Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deakin,
Skaos,
Archie Shepp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delta 5,
ABC,
Peter & Gordon,
Prince Buster,
Dawn Penn,
JFA,
Gastr Del Sol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Drive Like Jehu,
a-ha,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
KRS-One,
Gang of Four,
Rekid,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
The Human League,
Sun City Girls,
L. Decosne,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.