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 Germany and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Thee Headcoats to the punk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
Juan Atkins,
Can,
Colin Newman,
Scott Walker,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Aural Exciters,
The Busters,
Accadde A,
Ludus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Rundgren,
Amazonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grey Daturas,
Bill Near,
Maurizio,
Janne Schatter,
Patti Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eden Ahbez,
Deakin,
Joey Negro,
The Neon Judgement,
Nils Olav,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
Faraquet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Starr,
Avey Tare,
Skriet,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Womack,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Pus,
Warsaw,
Gabor Szabo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bad Manners,
Mars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Graham Central Station,
Khruangbin,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Divine Comedy,
The J.B.'s,
Sparks,
the Soft Cell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
Judy Mowatt,
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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.