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 Russia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Kerri Chandler,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonic Youth,
Harry Pussy,
Main Source,
The Grass Roots,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
Kaleidoscope,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moody Blues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alice Coltrane,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronan,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
ABBA,
Tropical Tobacco,
Byron Stingily,
The Leaves,
Rekid,
Angry Samoans,
The Happenings,
Parry Music,
Qualms,
Moby Grape,
Stetsasonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pantytec,
Amazonics,
Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
Moebius,
Hardrive,
Kas Product,
Junior Murvin,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maurizio,
Althea and Donna,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fluxion,
The Busters,
Japan,
Cymande,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.