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 Turkey and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Names to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Royal Trux,
Godley & Creme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hot Snakes,
Index,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Angels of Light,
Derrick May,
Kaleidoscope,
The Monks,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Durutti Column,
Nils Olav,
Hasil Adkins,
Q65,
Dawn Penn,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kayak,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eddi Front,
UT,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ken Boothe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boogie Down Productions,
Isaac Hayes,
the Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Parry Music,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Basic Channel,
Rites of Spring,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Can,
Severed Heads,
the Normal,
Radio Birdman,
Ultra Naté,
Warren Ellis,
Symarip,
Marine Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
Stiv Bators,
Pussy Galore,
Lower 48,
Lyres,
Amon Düül II,
China Crisis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Simply Red,
Arab on Radar,
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.