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 Maldives and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Cameo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
The Litter,
The Gap Band,
Nas,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Sex Pistols,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
Rosa Yemen,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Womack,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Vainqueur,
Fatback Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Stockholm Monsters,
PIL,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lindisfarne,
World's Most,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Unwound,
Hardrive,
Jeff Lynne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Guru Guru,
The Wake,
Cluster,
Joensuu 1685,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gun Club,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
In Retrospect,
Alton Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soulsonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pagans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Gang Dance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.