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 Greece and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Scion to the dance 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
The Slits,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
Television Personalities,
The Fugs,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Barrington Levy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Skarface,
Sandy B,
June Days,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
Pantytec,
Scan 7,
Panda Bear,
Pussy Galore,
Y Pants,
Siglo XX,
Prince Buster,
The Selecter,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joe Smooth,
Minny Pops,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glenn Branca,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reagan Youth,
Althea and Donna,
The Techniques,
Mark Hollis,
Sonny Sharrock,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric Dolphy,
Carl Craig,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Janne Schatter,
Minnie Riperton,
Young Marble Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter & Gordon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Q65,
Andrew Hill,
Aural Exciters,
The Dirtbombs,
Surgeon,
Depeche Mode,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Order,
Clear Light,
Qualms,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.