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 Slovakia and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Ken Boothe,
Vainqueur,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Christie,
The Evens,
Danielle Patucci,
Sam Rivers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantaleimon,
Ohio Players,
The Monochrome Set,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Copeland,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Second Layer,
The Knickerbockers,
The Real Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Byron Stingily,
EPMD,
Severed Heads,
Sugar Minott,
Bobby Womack,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eurythmics,
Joy Division,
R.M.O.,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
The Invisible,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
DJ Sneak,
Mars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faraquet,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dirtbombs,
Altered Images,
June of 44,
Marc Almond,
The Barracudas,
K-Klass,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Sparks,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.