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 Norway and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Bob Dylan to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ten City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiohead,
Marvin Gaye,
Nils Olav,
Eurythmics,
Moby Grape,
Eric Copeland,
The Invisible,
Max Romeo,
Ken Boothe,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
Spoonie Gee,
World's Most,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash,
Donald Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bang On A Can,
Heaven 17,
Alison Limerick,
Rosa Yemen,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
Fela Kuti,
Anakelly,
the Human League,
Cheater Slicks,
Royal Trux,
Audionom,
Black Flag,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
PIL,
EPMD,
The Selecter,
Crash Course in Science,
The Count Five,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
Pole,
One Last Wish,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Ponytail,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
Angry Samoans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.