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 Indonesia and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator 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 Eurythmics to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Moleskins,
Alison Limerick,
The Residents,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eli Mardock,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flamin' Groovies,
Au Pairs,
Skarface,
Robert Görl,
Angry Samoans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Ludus,
Sonny Sharrock,
U.S. Maple,
Masters at Work,
Second Layer,
The Cramps,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
The Victims,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barbara Tucker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Sonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jawbox,
Harmonia,
Juan Atkins,
Joy Division,
Soul Sonic Force,
Urselle,
Bronski Beat,
KRS-One,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell,
Cameo,
A Certain Ratio,
Lightning Bolt,
Swell Maps,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mummies,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Monks,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.