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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Light Orchestra to the techno 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
DNA,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
Basic Channel,
Nirvana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tres Demented,
Roger Hodgson,
Spoonie Gee,
48th St. Collective,
Porter Ricks,
Shoche,
Mark Hollis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Angry Samoans,
Nik Kershaw,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Germs,
La Düsseldorf,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
Goldenarms,
Silicon Teens,
The Leaves,
The Seeds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Nico,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
The Fortunes,
Niagra,
Brick,
Duran Duran,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
ABBA,
Freddie Wadling,
Japan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Au Pairs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.