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 Chile and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Drive Like Jehu to the electroclash 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
World's Most,
Kas Product,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantytec,
Fat Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
Interpol,
Arthur Verocai,
Chris & Cosey,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crime,
The Count Five,
Eddi Front,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moebius,
Sister Nancy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
Ice-T,
Bang On A Can,
Erasure,
Wire,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
Hot Snakes,
kango's stein massive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pretty Things,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
Warren Ellis,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sight & Sound,
June of 44,
Curtis Mayfield,
Royal Trux,
H. Thieme,
Arab on Radar,
Wolf Eyes,
The Searchers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Style,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gories,
Pole,
The Offenders,
The Selecter,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.