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 Algeria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Funkadelic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magazine,
Duran Duran,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
the Association,
Ultimate Spinach,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Lydon,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Mills,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alison Limerick,
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
Ludus,
Con Funk Shun,
Piero Umiliani,
JFA,
The Slits,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blancmange,
Bobby Womack,
Technova,
Dual Sessions,
Eli Mardock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T.S.O.L.,
Intrusion,
Mantronix,
The Gap Band,
Goldenarms,
The Wake,
Skarface,
Q65,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roxy Music,
Faraquet,
Camouflage,
The Electric Prunes,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
U.S. Maple,
the Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pop Group,
Amazonics,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.