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 Portugal and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fat Boys,
Motorama,
Warren Ellis,
Pussy Galore,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
Television,
Japan,
Lakeside,
CMW,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Sneak,
Ice-T,
Simply Red,
The Saints,
Iggy Pop,
AZ,
Moby Grape,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Starr,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
The Index,
Mandrill,
Gichy Dan,
Pulsallama,
H. Thieme,
The Five Americans,
Lyres,
Erykah Badu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Adolescents,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funkadelic,
Desert Stars,
The Star Department,
The Slackers,
This Heat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pierre Henry,
Susan Cadogan,
Charles Mingus,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Kenny Larkin,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Henry Cow,
Black Moon,
The Moleskins,
Severed Heads,
OOIOO,
Josef K,
Dennis Brown,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.