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 Zimbabwe and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Technova to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Todd Terry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Inner City,
Morten Harket,
Chrome,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mo-Dettes,
Underground Resistance,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantytec,
Al Stewart,
Leonard Cohen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Görl,
LL Cool J,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Hasil Adkins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cramps,
Dual Sessions,
Gong,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Coltrane,
Donny Hathaway,
Monks,
Unwound,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker,
The Buckinghams,
Gang of Four,
The Gap Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Althea and Donna,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bauhaus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Fear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arab on Radar,
Funkadelic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Green,
Loose Ends,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cure,
Boogie Down Productions,
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.