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 Venezuela and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scratch Acid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin 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 guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lungfish,
The Golliwogs,
In Retrospect,
Marine Girls,
Newcleus,
Moebius,
This Heat,
Chris & Cosey,
E-Dancer,
The Vogues,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mummies,
Gang Starr,
A Certain Ratio,
Von Mondo,
Malaria!,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ten City,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jacques Brel,
The Tremeloes,
Maurizio,
Letta Mbulu,
The Standells,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Happenings,
Agent Orange,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Underground Resistance,
Rod Modell,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Wells,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Ossler,
Nico,
Black Pus,
Cameo,
Black Flag,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sugar Minott,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
Toni Rubio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Real Kids,
John Lydon,
Jeff Mills,
Deadbeat,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Neon Judgement,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Banda Bassotti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
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.