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 Macedonia and from London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Motorama to the crunk 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gap Band,
Rites of Spring,
Underground Resistance,
Tres Demented,
Jerry's Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
Q and Not U,
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
The Real Kids,
Amazonics,
Talk Talk,
Eric B and Rakim,
Don Cherry,
The Monochrome Set,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jandek,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Main Source,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
T. Rex,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Schoolly D,
the Germs,
a-ha,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slits,
Yazoo,
Charles Mingus,
Barry Ungar,
Lyres,
Bobby Sherman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Radiohead,
David Bowie,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wire,
The Evens,
Lou Reed,
John Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crooked Eye,
Intrusion,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
L. Decosne,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.