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 Hungary 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Crime to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
David Axelrod,
Barclay James Harvest,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
Blancmange,
Barry Ungar,
Slick Rick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Prince Buster,
Erykah Badu,
The Residents,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q65,
DJ Sneak,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terry Callier,
Marmalade,
Youth Brigade,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Procol Harum,
Pussy Galore,
Fugazi,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
The Litter,
Mr. Review,
Young Marble Giants,
Franke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alphaville,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Monks,
Bad Manners,
Theoretical Girls,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cybotron,
Dead Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Alton Ellis,
This Heat,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
Max Romeo,
Chrome,
Unwound,
Camouflage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Foxx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Funkadelic,
Anthony Braxton,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.