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 Laos and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba 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 The Doors to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hardrive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Offenders,
Bill Near,
Pierre Henry,
Gang of Four,
David Axelrod,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rosa Yemen,
The Trojans,
Wasted Youth,
Marmalade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Womack,
Inner City,
Ken Boothe,
Tubeway Army,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dead C,
Juan Atkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Teasers,
the Slits,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
cv313,
The Barracudas,
Erykah Badu,
Deadbeat,
Fluxion,
The Invisible,
The Sonics,
The Mummies,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Vladislav Delay,
Sam Rivers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sound Behaviour,
DJ Sneak,
Dave Gahan,
Skaos,
Lyres,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.