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 Uganda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Saccharine Trust to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Subhumans,
AZ,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
Reagan Youth,
Pussy Galore,
The Young Rascals,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up,
Guru Guru,
Kurtis Blow,
Charles Mingus,
Newcleus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Organ,
The Standells,
The Associates,
Silicon Teens,
Hashim,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
Sugar Minott,
The Zeros,
U.S. Maple,
Unrelated Segments,
the Association,
Dennis Brown,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Bronski Beat,
D'Angelo,
E-Dancer,
Yellowson,
Joey Negro,
Tim Buckley,
Lakeside,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
The American Breed,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
The Toasters,
Black Flag,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
kango's stein massive,
Moby Grape,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eddi Front,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.