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 Mozambique and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Cal Tjader,
Wings,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grey Daturas,
The Black Dice,
Hoover,
Chrome,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Wasted Youth,
Underground Resistance,
Minnie Riperton,
Mad Mike,
Second Layer,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
New Age Steppers,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Motions,
The Residents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radio Birdman,
David McCallum,
Leonard Cohen,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grauzone,
kango's stein massive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anakelly,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Harmonia,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
China Crisis,
James White and The Blacks,
Marine Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The American Breed,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.