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 Marshall Islands and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the funk 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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-101,
Index,
Ponytail,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Leaves,
Robert Hood,
Angry Samoans,
Isaac Hayes,
Roy Ayers,
Gichy Dan,
Schoolly D,
Aural Exciters,
Radio Birdman,
The Music Machine,
David Bowie,
The Young Rascals,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joey Negro,
H. Thieme,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
The Searchers,
Wally Richardson,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Arcadia,
Gastr Del Sol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Human League,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
The Fall,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers,
Moby Grape,
LL Cool J,
Interpol,
Gang Green,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Minny Pops,
Black Flag,
The Grass Roots,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
The Smoke,
The Fire Engines,
The Moleskins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.