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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
The Pop Group,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
Soft Machine,
Aswad,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
The Standells,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Smog,
Fear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Holt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rakim,
Eve St. Jones,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minor Threat,
Nirvana,
The Associates,
Lou Reed,
John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
Cameo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hashim,
the Germs,
Derrick May,
Excepter,
The Cure,
Accadde A,
Robert Görl,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
K-Klass,
Bootsy Collins,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Howard Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Audionom,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sight & Sound,
Zero Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Halsall,
Swell Maps,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Order,
Gabor Szabo,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
The Black Dice,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.