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 Korea South and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wolf Eyes to the punk 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Au Pairs,
The Skatalites,
The Standells,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mummies,
The Blues Magoos,
Dawn Penn,
CMW,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
The Cowsills,
a-ha,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Amazonics,
Ken Boothe,
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sällskapet,
the Bar-Kays,
Fluxion,
The Cramps,
Eli Mardock,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
The Offenders,
the Slits,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Sneak,
The Walker Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mantronix,
Public Enemy,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Barclay James Harvest,
Josef K,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
Fat Boys,
The Stooges,
Brick,
The Mojo Men,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Move,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Girls At Our Best!,
8 Eyed Spy,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.