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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lou Reed to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Au Pairs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül,
Royal Trux,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Josef K,
Rhythm & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ornette Coleman,
Deadbeat,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fugazi,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Sherman,
Joe Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fad Gadget,
Juan Atkins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
Amazonics,
Arcadia,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
X-102,
Black Moon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Invisible,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Evens,
Barbara Tucker,
Harry Pussy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tim Buckley,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra,
The Gap Band,
Barry Ungar,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.