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 Spain and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
D'Angelo,
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Aswad,
Black Pus,
Oneida,
New Order,
Camouflage,
kango's stein massive,
Organ,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
Amazonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Main Source,
The Victims,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Stooges,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Bananas,
Minnie Riperton,
the Germs,
Jawbox,
Cheater Slicks,
Scion,
Outsiders,
Motorama,
Easy Going,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
John Lydon,
Erykah Badu,
Pagans,
Ludus,
Sparks,
Kerri Chandler,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bill Wells,
Malaria!,
Eric Copeland,
Slick Rick,
The Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
MDC,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Derrick May,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Blues Magoos,
Yazoo,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boredoms,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed,
Darondo,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.