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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cybotron to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Jeff Mills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kas Product,
The Victims,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sound Behaviour,
the Slits,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker,
Matthew Bourne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Normal,
The Martian,
T. Rex,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Flash Fearless,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Parry Music,
Skaos,
Dorothy Ashby,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust,
Crash Course in Science,
Boz Scaggs,
Camouflage,
Scion,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arthur Verocai,
Yusef Lateef,
Ossler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
Con Funk Shun,
Marmalade,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barry Ungar,
The Seeds,
Morten Harket,
Pulsallama,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Model 500,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Guru Guru,
Pole,
Blossom Toes,
These Immortal Souls,
UT,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.