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 Kenya and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Duran Duran to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Tubeway Army,
Intrusion,
X-101,
Bluetip,
Gang of Four,
Masters at Work,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Zapp,
Jacob Miller,
Sound Behaviour,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hot Snakes,
Alice Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ken Boothe,
Lee Hazlewood,
Johnny Clarke,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultra Naté,
Babytalk,
The Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Trojans,
Connie Case,
The Five Americans,
Idris Muhammad,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Sherman,
Blancmange,
Circle Jerks,
The Gladiators,
Cymande,
DNA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neu!,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Byrd,
Zero Boys,
Popol Vuh,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cowsills,
The Raincoats,
The Remains,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Dead C,
Eric Dolphy,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.