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 Iceland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
Crispy Ambulance,
Alison Limerick,
Erasure,
The Fire Engines,
Aural Exciters,
Whodini,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Zapp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Glenn Branca,
Liliput,
Warren Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Pus,
Make Up,
Warsaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fortunes,
The Leaves,
The Toasters,
Eric Copeland,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Barbara Tucker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Goldenarms,
Roger Hodgson,
Rosa Yemen,
Bill Near,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
Steve Hackett,
Reagan Youth,
Ludus,
CMW,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anthony Braxton,
Chrome,
Bad Manners,
Joensuu 1685,
Main Source,
The Fall,
Ossler,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.