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 Vietnam and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Au Pairs to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Underground Resistance,
Stereo Dub,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Terry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
June of 44,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
AZ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hashim,
Popol Vuh,
The Modern Lovers,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
Groovy Waters,
Arthur Verocai,
Tommy Roe,
Sällskapet,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacob Miller,
Mars,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
Max Romeo,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
Matthew Bourne,
Jawbox,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Joey Negro,
Guru Guru,
Anakelly,
Albert Ayler,
X-101,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vainqueur,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
Man Parrish,
China Crisis,
La Düsseldorf,
Funkadelic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Lightning Bolt,
Minor Threat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.