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 Kazakhstan and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Gun Club to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Section 25,
Main Source,
Bluetip,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Zeros,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nils Olav,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Erykah Badu,
Janne Schatter,
Deadbeat,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Saccharine Trust,
Crime,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nirvana,
Jandek,
Pagans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
Crash Course in Science,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers,
The Saints,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pussy Galore,
Magma,
The Wake,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Smiths,
Minor Threat,
Camberwell Now,
The Trojans,
Porter Ricks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronan,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
Lindisfarne,
Magazine,
48th St. Collective,
Sight & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Bang On A Can,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
R.M.O.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quando Quango,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.