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 Portugal and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lebanon Hanover to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Mark Hollis,
MC5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Skarface,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fall,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
The Victims,
The Happenings,
Lyres,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Angels of Light,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Toni Rubio,
Little Man,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gregory Isaacs,
David McCallum,
The American Breed,
Model 500,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fire Engines,
a-ha,
The Associates,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
Jawbox,
The Barracudas,
Swell Maps,
Deakin,
Hashim,
The Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sparks,
The Seeds,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Red Krayola,
Tears for Fears,
Suburban Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Vogues,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
Symarip,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.