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 Madagascar and from London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 The Walker Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
The Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cramps,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Quando Quango,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Evens,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
Mad Mike,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Byrd,
Arab on Radar,
Ossler,
Cheater Slicks,
Charles Mingus,
China Crisis,
Jacques Brel,
Blancmange,
The Grass Roots,
Terrestrial Tones,
Unwound,
Subhumans,
The Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
Youth Brigade,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
Los Fastidios,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nik Kershaw,
The Count Five,
Lyres,
Rufus Thomas,
Bob Dylan,
The Offenders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
Rites of Spring,
Erasure,
Gang Starr,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funky Four + One,
Roger Hodgson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
The Fugs,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.