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 South Africa and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lightning Bolt,
Masters at Work,
Flamin' Groovies,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
H. Thieme,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Wolf Eyes,
Lindisfarne,
the Bar-Kays,
John Foxx,
Monks,
Alphaville,
Marvin Gaye,
Matthew Bourne,
Bootsy Collins,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rosa Yemen,
Accadde A,
L. Decosne,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Arthur Verocai,
cv313,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eden Ahbez,
the Normal,
Jeru the Damaja,
Leonard Cohen,
The Golliwogs,
Ken Boothe,
Cal Tjader,
La Düsseldorf,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
The Count Five,
Althea and Donna,
Essential Logic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Surgeon,
Nick Fraelich,
Funkadelic,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Spoonie Gee,
The Wake,
The Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Ponytail,
The Associates,
Au Pairs,
Pere Ubu,
Intrusion,
The Gap Band,
Echospace,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.