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 St Lucia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum 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 The Cowsills to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
Nils Olav,
Porter Ricks,
Kayak,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cheater Slicks,
the Swans,
Bauhaus,
Alton Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Tubeway Army,
Tropical Tobacco,
This Heat,
Sonic Youth,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
the Slits,
Ice-T,
Blossom Toes,
Organ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cybotron,
Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
The Young Rascals,
Thee Headcoats,
Soft Cell,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swell Maps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
Skarface,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mandrill,
Von Mondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.