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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Mary Jane Girls to the punk 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
10cc,
Terry Callier,
The Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Golliwogs,
Television,
Eve St. Jones,
Franke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
The Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Das Ding,
Fluxion,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Move,
Royal Trux,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pet Shop Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swans,
MC5,
Lou Reed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Durutti Column,
Khruangbin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David Bowie,
Popol Vuh,
Bauhaus,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
The Motions,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Yusef Lateef,
Pulsallama,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Swans,
Jacob Miller,
The Mummies,
Chrome,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.