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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Japan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Essential Logic,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shuggie Otis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Smog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Khruangbin,
Intrusion,
Morten Harket,
The Fortunes,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
Cluster,
Slick Rick,
Godley & Creme,
Inner City,
The Angels of Light,
Nirvana,
Buzzcocks,
Pagans,
Hasil Adkins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Human League,
Andrew Hill,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
The Evens,
Ultravox,
Black Pus,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Neon Judgement,
The Last Poets,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Slits,
The Mojo Men,
Little Man,
Max Romeo,
Infiniti,
Fat Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Pulsallama,
Rites of Spring,
ABC,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
Neu!,
Black Sheep,
Simply Red,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Easy Going,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.