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 Thailand and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Animal Collective to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
Thee Headcoats,
Funkadelic,
Hasil Adkins,
ABBA,
Babytalk,
Zapp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Monks,
Audionom,
Sun Ra,
Cameo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Make Up,
Erykah Badu,
Warren Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
Darondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
Metal Thangz,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
H. Thieme,
Bronski Beat,
Little Man,
Stereo Dub,
Juan Atkins,
Blossom Toes,
the Slits,
Toni Rubio,
The Cramps,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Amon Düül II,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
L. Decosne,
Aloha Tigers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust,
Mars,
Radiohead,
Flamin' Groovies,
Public Enemy,
Aural Exciters,
Sun City Girls,
The Barracudas,
The Move,
Mark Hollis,
Television,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.