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 Micronesia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the jazz 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Copeland,
Amazonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
Cecil Taylor,
The Human League,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dark Day,
The Remains,
Prince Buster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monolake,
The Fall,
Ice-T,
The Saints,
Terrestrial Tones,
Newcleus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
EPMD,
The Wake,
The Gap Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
Crispian St. Peters,
LL Cool J,
the Bar-Kays,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Sandy B,
the Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Excepter,
Aswad,
Funkadelic,
The Mummies,
Harmonia,
JFA,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
The Angels of Light,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
kango's stein massive,
Agent Orange,
Alison Limerick,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.