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 Montenegro and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
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 sitar 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 The Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Amon Düül,
X-102,
Funky Four + One,
Dorothy Ashby,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
Althea and Donna,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spandau Ballet,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Juan Atkins,
Ohio Players,
Terry Callier,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gong,
Neil Young,
Spoonie Gee,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Section 25,
Skarface,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echospace,
Yaz,
a-ha,
The Gun Club,
Alphaville,
Lebanon Hanover,
Susan Cadogan,
Sixth Finger,
Zapp,
ABC,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
The Gories,
Carl Craig,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Beasts of Bourbon,
F. McDonald,
Minnie Riperton,
The Toasters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
Mo-Dettes,
Cybotron,
The Gladiators,
Scan 7,
Reagan Youth,
Cluster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Ultra Naté,
Quadrant,
The Saints,
The Doors,
Marine Girls,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.