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 Bhutan and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Agitation Free to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Niagra,
Joey Negro,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Mummies,
Goldenarms,
Grauzone,
Jawbox,
The Zeros,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
10cc,
Sam Rivers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Donald Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Pulsallama,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Eric Dolphy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Magma,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Birthday Party,
Liliput,
Dual Sessions,
AZ,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun Ra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cybotron,
Roger Hodgson,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Human League,
China Crisis,
Model 500,
Josef K,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
KRS-One,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
The Moody Blues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jandek,
Bobby Womack,
Tommy Roe,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.