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 Hungary and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 cv313 to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Fear,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Axelrod,
Marshall Jefferson,
Motorama,
48th St. Collective,
Scan 7,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Zapp,
The Gap Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brick,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Remains,
Section 25,
Young Marble Giants,
the Association,
Accadde A,
Nik Kershaw,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Essential Logic,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
Idris Muhammad,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Isaac Hayes,
Ludus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Faraquet,
Swell Maps,
Gong,
Blossom Toes,
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lower 48,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Donny Hathaway,
Index,
Simply Red,
Gang of Four,
Tim Buckley,
The Beau Brummels,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bauhaus,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.