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 United Kingdom and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bizarre Inc. to the electroclash 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
David Axelrod,
Kaleidoscope,
the Sonics,
The Cowsills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Country Teasers,
Roger Hodgson,
Howard Jones,
Vainqueur,
L. Decosne,
Joe Finger,
the Swans,
John Lydon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rosa Yemen,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
The Selecter,
The Red Krayola,
Hashim,
The Smoke,
Magazine,
Rakim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultra Naté,
Accadde A,
Lalann,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City,
The Kinks,
Fad Gadget,
the Fania All-Stars,
Subhumans,
The Trojans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blossom Toes,
Ludus,
The Searchers,
The Sound,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach,
Dark Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.