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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Model 500 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
B.T. Express,
Pagans,
Main Source,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gang Green,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ohio Players,
DNA,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
Don Cherry,
Dead Boys,
the Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
Organ,
Agent Orange,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott Heron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
Todd Terry,
Bauhaus,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fugs,
The Sonics,
Ornette Coleman,
James White and The Blacks,
Sound Behaviour,
Das Ding,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos,
The Remains,
The Raincoats,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
Erykah Badu,
Roger Hodgson,
Pulsallama,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Martian,
Mission of Burma,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Christie,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Skatalites,
Faust,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Foxx,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Country Teasers,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.