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 Laos and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Stereo Dub 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Robert Wyatt,
Ponytail,
John Holt,
Ituana,
Wally Richardson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moss Icon,
In Retrospect,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Cell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Mills,
Scrapy,
The Mummies,
The Smoke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scott Walker,
The Kinks,
Bill Near,
Radio Birdman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Green,
Nils Olav,
Swell Maps,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quantec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
Ludus,
Trumans Water,
Cluster,
KRS-One,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brothers Johnson,
Erykah Badu,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grauzone,
R.M.O.,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Index,
Black Bananas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television Personalities,
Porter Ricks,
Sonic Youth,
The United States of America,
Severed Heads,
Wire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minnie Riperton,
Dave Gahan,
Mad Mike,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.