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 Algeria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Tehran and Bologna.
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 organ 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 Roxette to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Aswad,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
John Holt,
Marine Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy Collins,
Oblivians,
Mary Jane Girls,
10cc,
Bluetip,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Slackers,
Lungfish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tres Demented,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Procol Harum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camberwell Now,
Ultravox,
The Monochrome Set,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
Delta 5,
EPMD,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
ABBA,
T. Rex,
The Zeros,
Steve Hackett,
Outsiders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
Wings,
Funkadelic,
Hoover,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gladiators,
Judy Mowatt,
Dark Day,
These Immortal Souls,
Kaleidoscope,
Visage,
The Motions,
Pylon,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.