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 Estonia and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fugs to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Jimmy McGriff,
Davy DMX,
Visage,
Sparks,
Peter & Gordon,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Glenn Branca,
Archie Shepp,
The Seeds,
Model 500,
Hoover,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
Cabaret Voltaire,
UT,
K-Klass,
Yellowson,
Niagra,
Crash Course in Science,
Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mission of Burma,
48th St. Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
the Sonics,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronan,
Animal Collective,
Faust,
The Misunderstood,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deadbeat,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
Make Up,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
E-Dancer,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gong,
Sandy B,
The Cure,
Jeru the Damaja,
Von Mondo,
The Zeros,
The Fuzztones,
Michelle Simonal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nik Kershaw,
Scientists,
Sugar Minott,
Sixth Finger,
Leonard Cohen,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.