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 Togo and from Beijing.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 KRS-One to the jazz 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
Eddi Front,
The Offenders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scientists,
Pylon,
Subhumans,
Animal Collective,
The Shadows of Knight,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Blake Baxter,
The Moleskins,
Circle Jerks,
John Holt,
Royal Trux,
Symarip,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Rakim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gap Band,
Scrapy,
The Victims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ken Boothe,
Skarface,
Toni Rubio,
The Residents,
Cluster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dawn Penn,
Yaz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Finger,
Hot Snakes,
The Wake,
Sight & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Funkadelic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
Nico,
Gong,
JFA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
D'Angelo,
Donny Hathaway,
Skriet,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Beau Brummels,
Marshall Jefferson,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.