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 Marshall Islands 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes 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 Anakelly to the disco 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Anakelly,
Minutemen,
Subhumans,
Morten Harket,
Aswad,
Quantec,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Alton Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
The Remains,
Lungfish,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Albert Ayler,
Mark Hollis,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
Clear Light,
Absolute Body Control,
A Certain Ratio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bronski Beat,
the Normal,
Camberwell Now,
Dual Sessions,
The New Christs,
Tim Buckley,
The Motions,
the Sonics,
The Divine Comedy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fugazi,
Tommy Roe,
Stiv Bators,
One Last Wish,
Loose Ends,
Scientists,
The Dave Clark Five,
Barrington Levy,
The Knickerbockers,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
Massinfluence,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Swans,
Adolescents,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.