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 Peru and from New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the punk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Walker Brothers,
Symarip,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lucky Dragons,
Anakelly,
Quantec,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
kango's stein massive,
Warren Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Metal Thangz,
Japan,
Y Pants,
Nas,
Procol Harum,
Heaven 17,
David Bowie,
The Moleskins,
Gang Green,
Khruangbin,
Lower 48,
Archie Shepp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
Groovy Waters,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
Depeche Mode,
Tommy Roe,
The Golliwogs,
The Divine Comedy,
Tres Demented,
Lindisfarne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T.S.O.L.,
Circle Jerks,
Ice-T,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang of Four,
Throbbing Gristle,
Buzzcocks,
The Fuzztones,
Crash Course in Science,
Man Eating Sloth,
Steve Hackett,
Yazoo,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.