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 Belize and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 The Music Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders 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?
Magma,
Chrome,
One Last Wish,
Alison Limerick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Jerry's Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Radiopuhelimet,
Duran Duran,
Newcleus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Slave,
Sam Rivers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
Technova,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
Cymande,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
The Music Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
Peter & Gordon,
Television,
Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Cybotron,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Pagans,
Eddi Front,
The Names,
Scientists,
The Remains,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Grass Roots,
the Slits,
John Cale,
Niagra,
JFA,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.