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 Singapore and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Motions to the techno 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Rapeman,
The Monochrome Set,
Absolute Body Control,
Can,
Saccharine Trust,
Von Mondo,
ABC,
Steve Hackett,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
The American Breed,
Gang Green,
Todd Terry,
F. McDonald,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs,
Scott Walker,
The Move,
Derrick Morgan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cure,
Nirvana,
La Düsseldorf,
Ornette Coleman,
Quantec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nico,
Ice-T,
Tres Demented,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
E-Dancer,
The Young Rascals,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T. Rex,
Bobby Byrd,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül II,
Danielle Patucci,
Chrome,
Pylon,
Gabor Szabo,
Slick Rick,
X-101,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ossler,
The Walker Brothers,
New Order,
Adolescents,
Eric Dolphy,
The Tremeloes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Kinks,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.