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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Althea and Donna,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minny Pops,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxette,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Toni Rubio,
Slick Rick,
Deakin,
Eli Mardock,
Mr. Review,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flash Fearless,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Neon Judgement,
Accadde A,
Leonard Cohen,
Fat Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Panda Bear,
Ituana,
Angry Samoans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Index,
Basic Channel,
OOIOO,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nik Kershaw,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wasted Youth,
Brass Construction,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Franke,
Eric Copeland,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bob Dylan,
Loose Ends,
The New Christs,
Ultra Naté,
Livin' Joy,
Los Fastidios,
The Monks,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Audionom,
Y Pants,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.