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 Gabon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Iggy Pop to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
Lalann,
David McCallum,
The Black Dice,
Guru Guru,
Maleditus Sound,
Crooked Eye,
Brothers Johnson,
D'Angelo,
Lyres,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
The Cramps,
The Moleskins,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan,
The Fugs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Toasters,
Unwound,
Cecil Taylor,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blancmange,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Audionom,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slackers,
Lungfish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eli Mardock,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
Nas,
Peter and Kerry,
Duran Duran,
Colin Newman,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Dolphy,
Moss Icon,
Hoover,
New Age Steppers,
Stiv Bators,
Franke,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Fraelich,
The Zeros,
The Pop Group,
Fluxion,
Desert Stars,
Monolake,
DNA,
Au Pairs,
Letta Mbulu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
The Birthday Party,
Marmalade,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.