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 Malaysia and from Spokane.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Neu! to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Arthur Verocai,
Ken Boothe,
Goldenarms,
Severed Heads,
DJ Style,
KRS-One,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
The Cowsills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronan,
Kayak,
Alphaville,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nils Olav,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
the Bar-Kays,
June of 44,
Funky Four + One,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
Eurythmics,
The Cramps,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
FM Einheit,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bauhaus,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Marmalade,
Whodini,
Ultravox,
Deadbeat,
Letta Mbulu,
Television,
MC5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Young Marble Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nico,
Soft Cell,
New York Dolls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.