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 Pakistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Piero Umiliani to the funk 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gories,
John Lydon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Severed Heads,
Kerrie Biddell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Toasters,
Audionom,
John Cale,
Alphaville,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marine Girls,
Nico,
Pagans,
Absolute Body Control,
Flash Fearless,
Sixth Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
AZ,
The Wake,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faraquet,
The Moleskins,
Fela Kuti,
the Association,
X-101,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection,
Yaz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Hood,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
Oblivians,
Icehouse,
Terry Callier,
Soulsonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Aaron Thompson,
The Move,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Saints,
Gang Green,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minny Pops,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Blossom Toes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Zapp,
Wally Richardson,
Moebius,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.