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 United States and from Delhi.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 a-ha to the rock 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Massinfluence,
Glenn Branca,
Pylon,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Black Dice,
Circle Jerks,
Pantaleimon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Roger Hodgson,
Depeche Mode,
The Gories,
Gichy Dan,
Arcadia,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Das Ding,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed,
John Foxx,
Toni Rubio,
Kenny Larkin,
These Immortal Souls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Slits,
Max Romeo,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
The Doors,
Goldenarms,
Liliput,
Sam Rivers,
Stetsasonic,
Grey Daturas,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Godley & Creme,
Quando Quango,
The Sound,
Swell Maps,
Barry Ungar,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Underground Resistance,
Deadbeat,
Derrick Morgan,
Gabor Szabo,
Arthur Verocai,
The Kinks,
Masters at Work,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moody Blues,
Aloha Tigers,
The Red Krayola,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.