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 Burkina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Marmalade to the grime 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
Brick,
Gichy Dan,
the Association,
Nick Fraelich,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
Vladislav Delay,
Metal Thangz,
Cybotron,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fire Engines,
Fear,
Los Fastidios,
Wire,
Pylon,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Technova,
Don Cherry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Suicide,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grey Daturas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fall,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dead C,
Bootsy Collins,
Cymande,
The Fugs,
Hasil Adkins,
MDC,
Pagans,
Eddi Front,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sun Ra,
Talk Talk,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Hill,
June of 44,
Gang of Four,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Green,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
Malaria!,
Severed Heads,
Black Sheep,
Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Finger,
Sixth Finger,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rufus Thomas,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.