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 Kuwait and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 Marine Girls to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
Von Mondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ten City,
Monolake,
Dave Gahan,
Blancmange,
The Electric Prunes,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Pulsallama,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Scion,
Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
Colin Newman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Boogie Down Productions,
OOIOO,
Davy DMX,
Radiohead,
Panda Bear,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott Heron,
James White and The Blacks,
Index,
Iggy Pop,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rites of Spring,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ponytail,
the Swans,
The Barracudas,
The Blackbyrds,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
Sparks,
Bang On A Can,
Massinfluence,
Saccharine Trust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brothers Johnson,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
Cal Tjader,
Buzzcocks,
ABC,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.