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 Houston.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the güiro 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 the Sonics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
Eurythmics,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
LL Cool J,
The Modern Lovers,
Rotary Connection,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
The Human League,
Wings,
Barbara Tucker,
Porter Ricks,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Swans,
DJ Sneak,
Moebius,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crash Course in Science,
Simply Red,
Connie Case,
Flipper,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smiths,
Mantronix,
Brothers Johnson,
Ronan,
Yellowson,
Aswad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liliput,
Ludus,
Young Marble Giants,
Eddi Front,
MC5,
Dave Gahan,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
Erasure,
Youth Brigade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Divine Comedy,
DNA,
One Last Wish,
Soulsonic Force,
Inner City,
Radiohead,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sparks,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.