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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the grime 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kerri Chandler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kayak,
Alphaville,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul Sonic Force,
48th St. Collective,
Cybotron,
F. McDonald,
The Residents,
The American Breed,
Shoche,
Crime,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gladiators,
Aaron Thompson,
Leonard Cohen,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bauhaus,
Zero Boys,
The Associates,
Bill Near,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moebius,
The Beau Brummels,
Glenn Branca,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
Au Pairs,
Urselle,
Quantec,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
Godley & Creme,
Lyres,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shuggie Otis,
OOIOO,
Amazonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Livin' Joy,
The Misunderstood,
The United States of America,
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.