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 Indonesia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Doobie Brothers to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Buckinghams,
Q65,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mission of Burma,
Warsaw,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moby Grape,
Lindisfarne,
Make Up,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Golliwogs,
Sandy B,
The Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
The Searchers,
Joy Division,
The Gun Club,
Hashim,
June Days,
Intrusion,
Trumans Water,
Bill Wells,
Subhumans,
Marcia Griffiths,
UT,
Jimmy McGriff,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flash Fearless,
John Foxx,
Tubeway Army,
The Gories,
Patti Smith,
Adolescents,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Raincoats,
Deepchord,
Funky Four + One,
Shuggie Otis,
Echospace,
Gang of Four,
Kaleidoscope,
Delta 5,
B.T. Express,
Gang Green,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
Mr. Review,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lyres,
Althea and Donna,
Electric Prunes,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.