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 Russia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gang Starr to the dance 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Royal Trux,
Wasted Youth,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
Colin Newman,
Quantec,
Infiniti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barbara Tucker,
Das Ding,
The Index,
Flash Fearless,
Wings,
48th St. Collective,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fugazi,
The Angels of Light,
David Bowie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angry Samoans,
Newcleus,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Desert Stars,
Graham Central Station,
Michelle Simonal,
Tres Demented,
Nirvana,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Youth Brigade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Audionom,
The Gap Band,
Hashim,
Mission of Burma,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Order,
Mr. Review,
The Real Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Green,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Au Pairs,
Pantytec,
Main Source,
Idris Muhammad,
Faust,
Subhumans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Y Pants,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.