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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camouflage to the grunge 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
U.S. Maple,
Hardrive,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Colin Newman,
Rekid,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
The Velvet Underground,
Stockholm Monsters,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Howard Jones,
Accadde A,
R.M.O.,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sound,
Marmalade,
The Durutti Column,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pulsallama,
Lalann,
Organ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dawn Penn,
Tropical Tobacco,
X-Ray Spex,
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Zapp,
Dave Gahan,
Bad Manners,
This Heat,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masters at Work,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
JFA,
Henry Cow,
MDC,
Excepter,
Newcleus,
Brothers Johnson,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Laurel Aitken,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
Scan 7,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Holt,
Barbara Tucker,
John Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Animal Collective,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.