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 France and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Organ to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stetsasonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Mary Jane Girls,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
Brick,
Kas Product,
The Fuzztones,
Aswad,
Peter & Gordon,
Half Japanese,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Technova,
David Axelrod,
The Real Kids,
Wire,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jesper Dahlback,
T.S.O.L.,
The Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scan 7,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
The Toasters,
Malaria!,
Stereo Dub,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiohead,
Derrick May,
The Move,
Idris Muhammad,
Jacques Brel,
Pulsallama,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Darondo,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Index,
Sixth Finger,
Crime,
Tommy Roe,
DJ Sneak,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Neon Judgement,
Blancmange,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerri Chandler,
Alton Ellis,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.