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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Victims to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Rites of Spring,
Bronski Beat,
AZ,
B.T. Express,
Echospace,
Infiniti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Byron Stingily,
Scott Walker,
Urselle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harry Pussy,
Max Romeo,
The Dave Clark Five,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Judy Mowatt,
The Knickerbockers,
Cluster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
Masters at Work,
Erasure,
Tears for Fears,
Model 500,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Tremeloes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Slave,
Monolake,
Fat Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
The Toasters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Red Krayola,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brothers Johnson,
Cal Tjader,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.