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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Supertramp to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Lightning Bolt,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Skriet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Groovy Waters,
The Index,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gichy Dan,
The Mummies,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Names,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
Joy Division,
Moby Grape,
The Modern Lovers,
Glenn Branca,
The Smiths,
The J.B.'s,
Ohio Players,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
CMW,
DJ Sneak,
Graham Central Station,
Tomorrow,
The Litter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fugazi,
Ossler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Amon Düül,
The Stooges,
Pagans,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Nick Fraelich,
Accadde A,
John Holt,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
Iggy Pop,
Scott Walker,
Brothers Johnson,
Sexual Harrassment,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.