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 Nepal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Negative Approach to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Can,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
The Names,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
The Red Krayola,
Bootsy Collins,
Nils Olav,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Prince Buster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
K-Klass,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
The Modern Lovers,
Bauhaus,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
The Stooges,
The Gories,
Stiv Bators,
a-ha,
Heaven 17,
Eric Dolphy,
Crooked Eye,
Pierre Henry,
Alice Coltrane,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
Visage,
Crime,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pole,
David Bowie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
MC5,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Motorama,
Organ,
The New Christs,
Minnie Riperton,
Man Parrish,
Marmalade,
OOIOO,
Newcleus,
The Knickerbockers,
Qualms,
Soul II Soul,
Flash Fearless,
X-101,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.