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 Korea South and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Drexciya to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Loose Ends,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronan,
The Moleskins,
Fad Gadget,
Joy Division,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Yazoo,
Tres Demented,
The Kinks,
CMW,
Toni Rubio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Stooges,
The Wake,
Circle Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
D'Angelo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
DJ Sneak,
The Music Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Organ,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glenn Branca,
Mark Hollis,
EPMD,
Man Eating Sloth,
ABBA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Colin Newman,
Lalann,
Lee Hazlewood,
Popol Vuh,
Black Pus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rites of Spring,
The Red Krayola,
Urselle,
the Association,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Soft Cell,
Black Bananas,
Ossler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Model 500,
Derrick May,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.