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 Chad and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonic Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Josef K,
Lalann,
The Kinks,
Hoover,
Patti Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crispian St. Peters,
L. Decosne,
Janne Schatter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slick Rick,
Danielle Patucci,
The Trojans,
Reagan Youth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bluetip,
Gang of Four,
The Grass Roots,
The Toasters,
Radio Birdman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
Maurizio,
One Last Wish,
Ituana,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultravox,
Unrelated Segments,
Joy Division,
The Dirtbombs,
Anthony Braxton,
World's Most,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ohio Players,
These Immortal Souls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alphaville,
Loose Ends,
D'Angelo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Saccharine Trust,
Joey Negro,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The United States of America,
Pantaleimon,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
This Heat,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
Animal Collective,
Sun City Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pylon,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.