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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Pulsallama to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Bauhaus,
Piero Umiliani,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Techniques,
New Order,
The Misunderstood,
The Fall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Bourne,
The Slackers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brothers Johnson,
John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
One Last Wish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Motorama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Make Up,
The Doors,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Mills,
Patti Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
Alison Limerick,
a-ha,
Siglo XX,
Pagans,
Jimmy McGriff,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalann,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Fraelich,
Schoolly D,
Camouflage,
L. Decosne,
Smog,
Faraquet,
The Busters,
Symarip,
The Divine Comedy,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
Second Layer,
Adolescents,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.