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 Colombia and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the disco 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Deepchord,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moss Icon,
Bush Tetras,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
Underground Resistance,
Agitation Free,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Maurizio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joy Division,
Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Eve St. Jones,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Wake,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nick Fraelich,
The Residents,
Symarip,
Funkadelic,
MDC,
Kerrie Biddell,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moleskins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crime,
Y Pants,
MC5,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Quantec,
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
Parry Music,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Angels of Light,
Gong,
Jeru the Damaja,
Icehouse,
The Offenders,
Ossler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alphaville,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.