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 Finland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Swell Maps,
Nas,
The Grass Roots,
Kas Product,
Yusef Lateef,
Nico,
Patti Smith,
PIL,
The New Christs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joy Division,
New Order,
Sexual Harrassment,
Angry Samoans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Visage,
Eric Dolphy,
Leonard Cohen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacques Brel,
MC5,
Surgeon,
The Velvet Underground,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
Lyres,
These Immortal Souls,
Amazonics,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mandrill,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
OOIOO,
The Evens,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Davy DMX,
Grey Daturas,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
Sixth Finger,
the Bar-Kays,
Mark Hollis,
Roxette,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chrome,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.