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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Khruangbin to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oneida,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Wasted Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DNA,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flipper,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Massinfluence,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tubeway Army,
Neu!,
Soulsonic Force,
Wings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Lydon,
Black Bananas,
Khruangbin,
Mandrill,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
The Litter,
Sun Ra,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Sandy B,
Eddi Front,
Kerri Chandler,
Arthur Verocai,
Arcadia,
Pulsallama,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Animal Collective,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pylon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
The American Breed,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.