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 Philippines and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 The Smoke to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Lalann,
Quantec,
Pylon,
X-102,
Ponytail,
Drexciya,
Stetsasonic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Warsaw,
Lakeside,
These Immortal Souls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bronski Beat,
Liliput,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Main Source,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
Siglo XX,
Grauzone,
Chris & Cosey,
Marvin Gaye,
the Soft Cell,
John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pop Group,
Magazine,
Trumans Water,
Amazonics,
Sällskapet,
Black Bananas,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Mr. Review,
Slick Rick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Order,
Clear Light,
Gong,
The Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
The Standells,
Isaac Hayes,
Davy DMX,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kaleidoscope,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu,
Scan 7,
Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Skaos,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.