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 Djibouti and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Ultravox to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
the Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Black Flag,
Organ,
Soft Cell,
L. Decosne,
the Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Count Five,
Gang of Four,
Los Fastidios,
Iggy Pop,
The Remains,
The Cure,
Hardrive,
Main Source,
Mantronix,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
The Gap Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eurythmics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camouflage,
Negative Approach,
The Alarm Clocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
This Heat,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
a-ha,
David Axelrod,
Mr. Review,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
Jeff Mills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pulsallama,
The J.B.'s,
In Retrospect,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Charles Mingus,
Tubeway Army,
Malaria!,
Skarface,
Maurizio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.