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 Israel and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin 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 Tropical Tobacco to the electroclash 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faust,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
Vainqueur,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scan 7,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang On A Can,
U.S. Maple,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Inner City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q and Not U,
Anthony Braxton,
The Real Kids,
Roxette,
The Raincoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cal Tjader,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Davy DMX,
The Names,
Sixth Finger,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
Camouflage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Victims,
Pantaleimon,
Cluster,
Wire,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
Joe Finger,
The Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television,
T.S.O.L.,
Popol Vuh,
Chris & Cosey,
Connie Case,
Kaleidoscope,
Deakin,
The Motions,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.