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 Andorra and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Funkadelic to the rock 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mummies,
Fluxion,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jandek,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monks,
Joyce Sims,
Minnie Riperton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Hood,
Delta 5,
Dark Day,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Rufus Thomas,
Soft Cell,
John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
LL Cool J,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Hashim,
Dave Gahan,
Black Pus,
Panda Bear,
Pere Ubu,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Buzzcocks,
Circle Jerks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ohio Players,
Eric Dolphy,
Tom Boy,
The Moleskins,
Mission of Burma,
Ituana,
Nik Kershaw,
Underground Resistance,
Steve Hackett,
The Moody Blues,
Boredoms,
Don Cherry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum,
Arthur Verocai,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang of Four,
The Beau Brummels,
The Happenings,
These Immortal Souls,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.