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 Belgium and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Robert Wyatt to the rap 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Birthday Party,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Techniques,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flash Fearless,
Steve Hackett,
Newcleus,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Womack,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Minutemen,
Siglo XX,
China Crisis,
Panda Bear,
UT,
Donald Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
Lyres,
The Fugs,
Dual Sessions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
Excepter,
Aural Exciters,
Blancmange,
Deakin,
Theoretical Girls,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mission of Burma,
Slick Rick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mummies,
Hoover,
June Days,
Sandy B,
Bronski Beat,
Ituana,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sparks,
Chrome,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cybotron,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.