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 Sri Lanka and from Philadelphia.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 the Sonics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Siglo XX,
Brick,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ponytail,
Funky Four + One,
Ultravox,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
Dennis Brown,
JFA,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
The Cowsills,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
CMW,
Nas,
48th St. Collective,
Los Fastidios,
Eurythmics,
Steve Hackett,
Eden Ahbez,
The Victims,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Byrd,
Pulsallama,
Deepchord,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sugar Minott,
The Move,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Red Krayola,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pole,
The Gories,
Organ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxette,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
Juan Atkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
A Certain Ratio,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
Ituana,
Bob Dylan,
Oblivians,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.