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 Colombia and from Edmonton.
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 Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Anakelly to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
David Bowie,
The Sound,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Tubeway Army,
The Dead C,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
Rotary Connection,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soft Cell,
The Red Krayola,
Niagra,
The Invisible,
The Birthday Party,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Lydon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Five Americans,
Althea and Donna,
Silicon Teens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Supertramp,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pop Group,
Faust,
Wally Richardson,
Todd Terry,
Marvin Gaye,
La Düsseldorf,
The Slackers,
Marshall Jefferson,
B.T. Express,
Soul Sonic Force,
Charles Mingus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Bluetip,
ABC,
Rosa Yemen,
Minnie Riperton,
Pere Ubu,
Godley & Creme,
Lightning Bolt,
The Divine Comedy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
R.M.O.,
The Knickerbockers,
Funkadelic,
Little Man,
The Grass Roots,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.