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 Ecuador and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rap 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
the Normal,
Radio Birdman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
China Crisis,
Hasil Adkins,
Sparks,
The Trojans,
The Smoke,
Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
the Swans,
June of 44,
Bluetip,
Yellowson,
Mandrill,
a-ha,
The Young Rascals,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Misunderstood,
Max Romeo,
PIL,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jawbox,
the Soft Cell,
Country Teasers,
The United States of America,
Pussy Galore,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Malaria!,
LL Cool J,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Flash Fearless,
Junior Murvin,
Scratch Acid,
Drexciya,
Simply Red,
Rosa Yemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Procol Harum,
Rhythm & Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Babytalk,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.