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 Russia 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 T.S.O.L. to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Spandau Ballet,
Josef K,
Television,
Man Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lyres,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marine Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nirvana,
Anthony Braxton,
the Sonics,
Technova,
This Heat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
Trumans Water,
Y Pants,
Wally Richardson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Godley & Creme,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Panda Bear,
Index,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
X-101,
The Gap Band,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Desert Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moleskins,
Gong,
The Happenings,
Main Source,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blancmange,
Skarface,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ituana,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pop Group,
Anakelly,
Sight & Sound,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.