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 Spain and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Electric Prunes to the funk 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Aaron Thompson,
Spoonie Gee,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Gerry Rafferty,
PIL,
Cybotron,
Thompson Twins,
Dead Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oblivians,
Minor Threat,
Bill Wells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pere Ubu,
David McCallum,
Camouflage,
10cc,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Metal Thangz,
Stiv Bators,
Cameo,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bauhaus,
The Cowsills,
Gong,
Marvin Gaye,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Con Funk Shun,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moody Blues,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quantec,
Oneida,
Ituana,
Livin' Joy,
Au Pairs,
Eric Dolphy,
Main Source,
Junior Murvin,
Ultra Naté,
Arab on Radar,
Animal Collective,
The American Breed,
Clear Light,
Massinfluence,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.