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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Main Source to the crunk 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Bob Dylan,
Vladislav Delay,
Al Stewart,
Wolf Eyes,
Franke,
The Moody Blues,
Dual Sessions,
Fear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Görl,
Peter & Gordon,
Mandrill,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Lynne,
Babytalk,
Wire,
The Invisible,
Anakelly,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pagans,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Starr,
The Saints,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Swans,
Marc Almond,
Ludus,
Donny Hathaway,
These Immortal Souls,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sällskapet,
Urselle,
the Association,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Animal Collective,
Kerri Chandler,
Clear Light,
The Human League,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joey Negro,
Scientists,
Underground Resistance,
Visage,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rites of Spring,
The Slackers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.