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 Albania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
Television Personalities,
The Real Kids,
Kurtis Blow,
Dead Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New York Dolls,
Althea and Donna,
U.S. Maple,
Make Up,
The Monochrome Set,
Blancmange,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Wells,
James White and The Blacks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Don Cherry,
Pagans,
Das Ding,
Visage,
The American Breed,
Chris & Cosey,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Henry Cow,
Accadde A,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fire Engines,
Howard Jones,
Zero Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wire,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
The Selecter,
Gong,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Drexciya,
Eric Copeland,
Barbara Tucker,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rufus Thomas,
Alice Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marvin Gaye,
Absolute Body Control,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.