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 Cuba and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 The Velvet Underground to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oneida,
Aural Exciters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Tremeloes,
Sam Rivers,
Rites of Spring,
Country Teasers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hot Snakes,
Parry Music,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Masters at Work,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Interpol,
Mars,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
Joensuu 1685,
Pussy Galore,
The Martian,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter & Gordon,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Near,
Theoretical Girls,
The Five Americans,
Brass Construction,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mojo Men,
Marine Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
The Monochrome Set,
EPMD,
Johnny Osbourne,
CMW,
Nik Kershaw,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultravox,
The Litter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Suicide,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.