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 Mongolia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masters at Work to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Soft Machine,
The Moleskins,
Cybotron,
The Gun Club,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Fraelich,
The American Breed,
Sonic Youth,
Organ,
The Stooges,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Second Layer,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glenn Branca,
Janne Schatter,
Alison Limerick,
KRS-One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Doors,
The Invisible,
DJ Style,
Eden Ahbez,
Public Image Ltd.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
Electric Light Orchestra,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
The Busters,
Bill Wells,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
Joey Negro,
Wings,
Silicon Teens,
Animal Collective,
Mr. Review,
Negative Approach,
Magma,
Public Enemy,
Archie Shepp,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monks,
Quantec,
Sandy B,
John Holt,
Amon Düül,
Bad Manners,
X-Ray Spex,
Nas,
Outsiders,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.