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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Invisible to the techno 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swell Maps,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dave Gahan,
Wolf Eyes,
Delta 5,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
The Saints,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Jeff Mills,
Wally Richardson,
Soulsonic Force,
Joy Division,
Blake Baxter,
Massinfluence,
The Pop Group,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Das Ding,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Names,
Suicide,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Rapeman,
James White and The Blacks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yaz,
Royal Trux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alton Ellis,
These Immortal Souls,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Robert Hood,
Black Flag,
Fad Gadget,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Real Kids,
Duran Duran,
Deadbeat,
Graham Central Station,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Circle Jerks,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.