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 Kenya and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Blancmange,
Fluxion,
The J.B.'s,
David McCallum,
cv313,
Qualms,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Sparks,
Royal Trux,
Archie Shepp,
Mark Hollis,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Hot Snakes,
Minutemen,
Animal Collective,
Gang of Four,
Siglo XX,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy Collins,
Barry Ungar,
World's Most,
Byron Stingily,
The Slits,
Colin Newman,
Arcadia,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
Ken Boothe,
Q and Not U,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
Minny Pops,
Sixth Finger,
MDC,
The Victims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suicide,
Adolescents,
Sällskapet,
Urselle,
Main Source,
The Black Dice,
The Buckinghams,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Tremeloes,
CMW,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
KRS-One,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.