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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
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 spring reverb 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 Alison Limerick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
Robert Görl,
UT,
the Swans,
The Victims,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aswad,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Donald Byrd,
Brothers Johnson,
Subhumans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bad Manners,
Tim Buckley,
Soft Machine,
Patti Smith,
The Evens,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall,
Lungfish,
10cc,
Funky Four + One,
Cymande,
Laurel Aitken,
The Busters,
Kerri Chandler,
John Foxx,
Outsiders,
Au Pairs,
The Angels of Light,
The Fire Engines,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gun Club,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul II Soul,
Drive Like Jehu,
AZ,
The Gories,
Magma,
Jimmy McGriff,
Y Pants,
Charles Mingus,
Niagra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sister Nancy,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
Robert Wyatt,
Schoolly D,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.