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 Cape Verde and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Mad Mike to the dance 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Ronan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Adolescents,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
Josef K,
Spoonie Gee,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pylon,
DJ Style,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Associates,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Subhumans,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
China Crisis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cure,
The Moleskins,
Fad Gadget,
Terrestrial Tones,
Byron Stingily,
JFA,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Gang Starr,
Davy DMX,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
The Fugs,
Boredoms,
Maurizio,
World's Most,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
The Selecter,
Livin' Joy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moss Icon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young,
John Foxx,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Bananas,
The Standells,
Unwound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris Corsano,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.