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 Niger and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Stiv Bators to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Wake,
Chris Corsano,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spandau Ballet,
Khruangbin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Section 25,
The Dead C,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gabor Szabo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Clear Light,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
Maleditus Sound,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Audionom,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang of Four,
The Count Five,
Quadrant,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
Jawbox,
Bronski Beat,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Altered Images,
Schoolly D,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cheater Slicks,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-Ray Spex,
Althea and Donna,
Isaac Hayes,
Guru Guru,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
Neu!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
June of 44,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bad Manners,
Von Mondo,
Mars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Subhumans,
The Real Kids,
Barrington Levy,
Sandy B,
Camouflage,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.