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 Austria and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 OOIOO to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
FM Einheit,
Mr. Review,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Icehouse,
Eden Ahbez,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Silicon Teens,
The Slackers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Royal Trux,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
The Standells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
Gang Starr,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Toni Rubio,
Ponytail,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shoche,
The Selecter,
Skriet,
Aural Exciters,
The Barracudas,
Funky Four + One,
Warsaw,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cowsills,
PIL,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alice Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Rod Modell,
Thee Headcoats,
Magma,
Sun Ra,
Brothers Johnson,
The Toasters,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
Quadrant,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Qualms,
Sam Rivers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Idris Muhammad,
The Last Poets,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.