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 Bangladesh and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Amon Düül II 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Joensuu 1685,
Roger Hodgson,
Q65,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gap Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Axelrod,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Doobie Brothers,
The New Christs,
Stiv Bators,
Cal Tjader,
Niagra,
Cameo,
Dennis Brown,
John Holt,
Camberwell Now,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Althea and Donna,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
La Düsseldorf,
Arthur Verocai,
Hardrive,
Rapeman,
The Cowsills,
Tubeway Army,
Susan Cadogan,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sister Nancy,
Unrelated Segments,
Patti Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barrington Levy,
Magma,
Dual Sessions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maurizio,
Ludus,
The Fire Engines,
Ultravox,
Angry Samoans,
Amon Düül,
John Foxx,
Minor Threat,
Smog,
Bush Tetras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.