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 Somalia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Hashim to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Sherman,
Juan Atkins,
the Association,
June of 44,
Faust,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alice Coltrane,
The Doors,
Eden Ahbez,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
The Flesh Eaters,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Dual Sessions,
Country Teasers,
Audionom,
kango's stein massive,
10cc,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
The Birthday Party,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Can,
Howard Jones,
The Five Americans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Quando Quango,
The Index,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
Moby Grape,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lungfish,
The Names,
Lakeside,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Scan 7,
Sparks,
Qualms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Vogues,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.