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 Somalia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the dance 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Human League,
Suicide,
Joe Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
The Martian,
Boredoms,
Theoretical Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Magazine,
Arab on Radar,
The Count Five,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tom Boy,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
Harmonia,
Brick,
Outsiders,
the Swans,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Can,
Eric Copeland,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Invisible,
Eve St. Jones,
Funkadelic,
Amazonics,
Dead Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Association,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skarface,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
Todd Rundgren,
June of 44,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jacob Miller,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
Mandrill,
Gang of Four,
LL Cool J,
ABBA,
Zapp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Walker Brothers,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.