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 Monaco and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the rock 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
ABC,
Fatback Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
The Standells,
Intrusion,
Mandrill,
Archie Shepp,
Kas Product,
Livin' Joy,
Dark Day,
Gichy Dan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Anakelly,
David Bowie,
Magazine,
Leonard Cohen,
Motorama,
Yusef Lateef,
Mad Mike,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Blackbyrds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Popol Vuh,
Toni Rubio,
Chris Corsano,
Yazoo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
Bronski Beat,
Mantronix,
Scrapy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Star Department,
Sixth Finger,
The Smiths,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
X-101,
the Germs,
Black Moon,
Sparks,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
Shoche,
Lee Hazlewood,
Excepter,
Section 25,
Visage,
Sonny Sharrock,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.