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 Korea North and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Scan 7,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Subhumans,
Camouflage,
DNA,
The Mummies,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Q and Not U,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Rundgren,
MDC,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
Arcadia,
Quantec,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Television,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Masters at Work,
Black Bananas,
the Sonics,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Lynne,
a-ha,
Judy Mowatt,
Cymande,
Make Up,
Country Teasers,
Connie Case,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Leonard Cohen,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bad Manners,
Harry Pussy,
The American Breed,
Tom Boy,
Y Pants,
kango's stein massive,
Sight & Sound,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pierre Henry,
The Monks,
The Blackbyrds,
Porter Ricks,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.