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 Switzerland and from Edmonton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Popol Vuh to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Invisible,
Los Fastidios,
The Fire Engines,
Tropical Tobacco,
Connie Case,
The Martian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Last Poets,
The Barracudas,
The Dead C,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Velvet Underground,
The Divine Comedy,
Crooked Eye,
Yusef Lateef,
Half Japanese,
Flash Fearless,
The Gun Club,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Massinfluence,
Negative Approach,
Soft Cell,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
X-102,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radio Birdman,
Deadbeat,
Barry Ungar,
Dawn Penn,
ABC,
Interpol,
The Tremeloes,
Monks,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Bizarre Inc.,
Whodini,
Visage,
Letta Mbulu,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Faust,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
Sight & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.