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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Toasters to the jazz 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Index,
the Normal,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stereo Dub,
Tres Demented,
Black Sheep,
Lower 48,
Ponytail,
Alphaville,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Clear Light,
DJ Style,
Duran Duran,
the Swans,
Organ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dead Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Prince Buster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Last Poets,
Q and Not U,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Mills,
Swans,
Dark Day,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
ABBA,
Steve Hackett,
Banda Bassotti,
Roger Hodgson,
The Count Five,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Swell Maps,
Magma,
Mandrill,
Joyce Sims,
Ronnie Foster,
Eve St. Jones,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angry Samoans,
Livin' Joy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nirvana,
Dave Gahan,
Little Man,
Hardrive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blues Magoos,
The Names,
Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.