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 Dominican Republic and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
Franke,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hashim,
Ituana,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amazonics,
Index,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Sonic Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cymande,
Cybotron,
Michelle Simonal,
L. Decosne,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
Ultra Naté,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Second Layer,
John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jacob Miller,
Q and Not U,
Angry Samoans,
Laurel Aitken,
Suicide,
Rekid,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Motions,
Archie Shepp,
Byron Stingily,
Skriet,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Guru Guru,
Basic Channel,
Rites of Spring,
Mandrill,
Liliput,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
Ten City,
The Sound,
The Fugs,
CMW,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Niagra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
Crash Course in Science,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.