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 Malawi 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dark Day to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Main Source,
Slave,
Chris & Cosey,
Sandy B,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Negative Approach,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
The Dead C,
Crash Course in Science,
Siglo XX,
Deakin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radio Birdman,
Arthur Verocai,
Kenny Larkin,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
X-Ray Spex,
Pole,
Delta 5,
The Walker Brothers,
The Toasters,
Eli Mardock,
The Mojo Men,
Yazoo,
Robert Görl,
Neu!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mission of Burma,
Joy Division,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
the Association,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brick,
Amon Düül,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fad Gadget,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Surgeon,
Zapp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Byrd,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.