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 Greece and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Magazine to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Bill Wells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Happenings,
The Victims,
kango's stein massive,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Almond,
Das Ding,
This Heat,
X-102,
The Zeros,
Dark Day,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Ronan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Excepter,
Trumans Water,
Yusef Lateef,
David Axelrod,
Yellowson,
New York Dolls,
Rufus Thomas,
The Toasters,
The Seeds,
Au Pairs,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
Wolf Eyes,
Reuben Wilson,
Cluster,
Public Enemy,
Mo-Dettes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Red Krayola,
Jeff Lynne,
Easy Going,
The Black Dice,
Josef K,
Bush Tetras,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Swans,
Camouflage,
FM Einheit,
The Gap Band,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.