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 Ecuador and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Mary Jane Girls to the rap 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thee Headcoats,
Quadrant,
The Martian,
The Slits,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Juan Atkins,
Joyce Sims,
Byron Stingily,
Cheater Slicks,
Warsaw,
Terry Callier,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
Gastr Del Sol,
Japan,
The Misunderstood,
DNA,
Marvin Gaye,
the Sonics,
Zapp,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones,
The Five Americans,
Amon Düül II,
David McCallum,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suburban Knight,
Connie Case,
Eurythmics,
Roy Ayers,
MC5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crime,
Alison Limerick,
The Neon Judgement,
Depeche Mode,
Kas Product,
Charles Mingus,
Black Flag,
Joe Finger,
The Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
Black Moon,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
The Blackbyrds,
World's Most,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
Magma,
Lalann,
The Motions,
The Durutti Column,
Agitation Free,
The Gun Club,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.