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 Austria and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camberwell Now,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Y Pants,
Nico,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
The Last Poets,
Pylon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
The Fall,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Royal Trux,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Ituana,
EPMD,
Symarip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Womack,
The Litter,
Ludus,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rites of Spring,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mars,
Josef K,
The Cramps,
Eric B and Rakim,
Infiniti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers,
Dave Gahan,
Minny Pops,
48th St. Collective,
The Saints,
Electric Prunes,
The Remains,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Silicon Teens,
Johnny Clarke,
The Mojo Men,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.