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 Montenegro and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marvin Gaye to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
The Stooges,
The Kinks,
Gabor Szabo,
New Age Steppers,
Television,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Franke,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Amon Düül II,
The Music Machine,
Tres Demented,
AZ,
Gang Starr,
Sun Ra,
the Germs,
Henry Cow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
The Associates,
The New Christs,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
X-101,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Busters,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
PIL,
Circle Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Blake Baxter,
Procol Harum,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Altered Images,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Green,
Lucky Dragons,
Dark Day,
Khruangbin,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Lynne,
A Certain Ratio,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Fluxion,
Robert Wyatt,
Adolescents,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.