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 Belize 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Leaves to the jazz 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Warren Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
Soul II Soul,
The J.B.'s,
Lou Reed,
Tim Buckley,
Unrelated Segments,
Angry Samoans,
The Residents,
The Neon Judgement,
Hardrive,
Can,
Circle Jerks,
E-Dancer,
Pierre Henry,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric Dolphy,
Whodini,
Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Certain Ratio,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
kango's stein massive,
Roxette,
Al Stewart,
Zero Boys,
The Slackers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Magma,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
cv313,
Drexciya,
The Toasters,
Quadrant,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
UT,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Don Cherry,
Janne Schatter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Smoke,
Pylon,
Brick,
Surgeon,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Von Mondo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Gladiators,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.