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 Hungary and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the crunk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Bootsy Collins,
The Move,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
Pierre Henry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roger Hodgson,
Rakim,
Donny Hathaway,
Howard Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Porter Ricks,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Kaleidoscope,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ponytail,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Bourne,
Television,
These Immortal Souls,
Jacob Miller,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
The Pop Group,
Monolake,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Hood,
ABC,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lungfish,
Lyres,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fluxion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fatback Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Al Stewart,
Aural Exciters,
Roxette,
The Leaves,
Hardrive,
The J.B.'s,
The Happenings,
F. McDonald,
The Five Americans,
Second Layer,
Pussy Galore,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.