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 Netherlands and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Morten Harket to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
Susan Cadogan,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
Minor Threat,
Clear Light,
The Cramps,
D'Angelo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
David Axelrod,
Sexual Harrassment,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young,
Sällskapet,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
Pantaleimon,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
Can,
Archie Shepp,
The Velvet Underground,
UT,
Sound Behaviour,
AZ,
The Motions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bauhaus,
This Heat,
Derrick May,
Scion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wasted Youth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Monolake,
The Cowsills,
Skaos,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
The Golliwogs,
Joensuu 1685,
The Grass Roots,
the Association,
Roxy Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Index,
Khruangbin,
U.S. Maple,
Ten City,
Barry Ungar,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.