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 St Lucia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxette to the disco 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
The Raincoats,
Idris Muhammad,
Mandrill,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nils Olav,
Sandy B,
UT,
Roy Ayers,
Harry Pussy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Soft Machine,
Yellowson,
Nas,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett,
Smog,
Subhumans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crooked Eye,
Hashim,
Heaven 17,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marmalade,
June Days,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monks,
Malaria!,
Prince Buster,
Chris Corsano,
Depeche Mode,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Arab on Radar,
The Doors,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smoke,
Ituana,
Lucky Dragons,
Reuben Wilson,
The Durutti Column,
Deadbeat,
Q65,
48th St. Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.