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 Israel and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Girls At Our Best! to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Flipper,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
Lungfish,
The Names,
The Black Dice,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
The Residents,
Section 25,
Hashim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dead C,
Moss Icon,
Parry Music,
Suicide,
Arthur Verocai,
Cameo,
The Techniques,
Stetsasonic,
LL Cool J,
cv313,
Brick,
Dead Boys,
Al Stewart,
New Age Steppers,
Pussy Galore,
Piero Umiliani,
Scientists,
The Grass Roots,
John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June Days,
Technova,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerri Chandler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Görl,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Derrick Morgan,
The Toasters,
John Coltrane,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.