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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Moby Grape to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Amon Düül II,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Barrington Levy,
The Moleskins,
David Bowie,
Wolf Eyes,
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scientists,
Pussy Galore,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wings,
Avey Tare,
Harmonia,
Make Up,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
The Saints,
Basic Channel,
James White and The Blacks,
Siglo XX,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
Hoover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hot Snakes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Toasters,
Skarface,
Harry Pussy,
Slick Rick,
the Normal,
Robert Wyatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bronski Beat,
F. McDonald,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
Scan 7,
Minor Threat,
The Last Poets,
Television Personalities,
Ultimate Spinach,
Von Mondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aural Exciters,
Bob Dylan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
Q and Not U,
kango's stein massive,
Grauzone,
Anakelly,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.