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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Sparks 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Todd Rundgren,
The Moleskins,
Rapeman,
Neu!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Victims,
The Slits,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Magazine,
Public Enemy,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Altered Images,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
E-Dancer,
The Angels of Light,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fugazi,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shoche,
Gang Gang Dance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smiths,
Skriet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rosa Yemen,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker,
Surgeon,
The Misunderstood,
Newcleus,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.