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 Namibia and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet 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 Fear to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel,
New Order,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scrapy,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy Collins,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Sugar Minott,
The Wake,
Brass Construction,
F. McDonald,
The Associates,
Gichy Dan,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
Flash Fearless,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Sneak,
Dawn Penn,
Stockholm Monsters,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dead C,
Dave Gahan,
Goldenarms,
Los Fastidios,
Youth Brigade,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.