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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 In Retrospect to the grunge 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Au Pairs,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
Desert Stars,
The Fall,
Barrington Levy,
The Neon Judgement,
Scratch Acid,
Scrapy,
New Order,
Aloha Tigers,
Chrome,
Suburban Knight,
Grauzone,
Roxy Music,
The Durutti Column,
Babytalk,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Archie Shepp,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Flag,
Drexciya,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dead C,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Thee Headcoats,
Cameo,
Fluxion,
Skarface,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Pop Group,
PIL,
Aural Exciters,
Section 25,
the Germs,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
Sugar Minott,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Easy Going,
K-Klass,
8 Eyed Spy,
Prince Buster,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Rundgren,
Bluetip,
Mission of Burma,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.