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 Algeria and from Lyon.
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 Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Easy Going to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
The Blues Magoos,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
Isaac Hayes,
a-ha,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gladiators,
Arcadia,
Lyres,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sound,
This Heat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Shuggie Otis,
New Order,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
Monks,
One Last Wish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Pus,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
Bob Dylan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ice-T,
Crispian St. Peters,
Davy DMX,
Von Mondo,
In Retrospect,
Black Sheep,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Carl Craig,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
Blake Baxter,
Dark Day,
Magma,
Soul II Soul,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.