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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
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 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 The Sonics to the punk 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David Axelrod,
The Real Kids,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kenny Larkin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alphaville,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABC,
The Techniques,
Nico,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
The Gun Club,
the Sonics,
The Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Holt,
James White and The Blacks,
Suicide,
8 Eyed Spy,
LL Cool J,
Boz Scaggs,
The New Christs,
The Leaves,
The Fortunes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Angry Samoans,
The Index,
Livin' Joy,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare,
The Vogues,
Saccharine Trust,
Althea and Donna,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vladislav Delay,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
The Last Poets,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
Prince Buster,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.