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 Romania and from Glasgow.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Skriet to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
Khruangbin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Hashim,
Accadde A,
Jeff Lynne,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantaleimon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Hill,
Pierre Henry,
Drexciya,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Dolphy,
Alton Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Organ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Susan Cadogan,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
This Heat,
Crooked Eye,
The Index,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
The Real Kids,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zapp,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Bourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Duran Duran,
Q65,
Skriet,
Das Ding,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Ronan,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Moss Icon,
The Martian,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.