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 Bangladesh and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Parry Music to the disco 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions,
U.S. Maple,
Morten Harket,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Mantronix,
The Gap Band,
Duran Duran,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Raincoats,
Erasure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dual Sessions,
Magma,
The Selecter,
Laurel Aitken,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Model 500,
Ronnie Foster,
The Wake,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Human League,
The Happenings,
the Normal,
The Leaves,
Adolescents,
Jawbox,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fat Boys,
The Doors,
Pussy Galore,
the Germs,
Lou Christie,
Crispian St. Peters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tomorrow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Mo-Dettes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
Pantaleimon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wasted Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Wyatt,
John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.