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 Slovenia 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Massinfluence to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Scott Walker,
Altered Images,
Anthony Braxton,
The Kinks,
Robert Görl,
Procol Harum,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The United States of America,
Peter & Gordon,
Silicon Teens,
The Birthday Party,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
New York Dolls,
In Retrospect,
Brand Nubian,
New Age Steppers,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Golliwogs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crime,
The Cowsills,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sarah Menescal,
Robert Wyatt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
Blake Baxter,
Y Pants,
Drexciya,
Symarip,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
Flamin' Groovies,
Public Enemy,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
The Cramps,
The Count Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rekid,
Roxy Music,
Can,
The Smiths,
Pantytec,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lightning Bolt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Move,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Wells,
Bauhaus,
Rufus Thomas,
Lindisfarne,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.