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 Gabon and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
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 rhodes 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 Mission of Burma 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
New Order,
Ice-T,
Erykah Badu,
Sällskapet,
Gichy Dan,
The Litter,
The Move,
Yaz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Reuben Wilson,
FM Einheit,
The Music Machine,
Liliput,
MDC,
D'Angelo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
MC5,
Subhumans,
The Young Rascals,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
Khruangbin,
Mantronix,
Ten City,
Eden Ahbez,
Carl Craig,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Mandrill,
The Residents,
E-Dancer,
The Mojo Men,
Essential Logic,
Accadde A,
Freddie Wadling,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Christie,
Henry Cow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Piero Umiliani,
The Motions,
Scion,
Wire,
Gabor Szabo,
Negative Approach,
Minutemen,
Blancmange,
Wasted Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Patti Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
K-Klass,
The Kinks,
Electric Prunes,
Porter Ricks,
Parry Music,
Circle Jerks,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.