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 Gabon and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hardrive to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Althea and Donna,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Barracudas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Monks,
F. McDonald,
Loose Ends,
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Knickerbockers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Television Personalities,
Dorothy Ashby,
David McCallum,
The Dirtbombs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Depeche Mode,
Jacob Miller,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aswad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monolake,
Marcia Griffiths,
Howard Jones,
Barrington Levy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ronan,
The Neon Judgement,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
Barry Ungar,
Freddie Wadling,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
Wolf Eyes,
The Seeds,
KRS-One,
Los Fastidios,
Godley & Creme,
The Busters,
K-Klass,
Index,
Roy Ayers,
Flipper,
Jesper Dahlback,
Circle Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.