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 United Kingdom and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Misunderstood to the rock 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Tim Buckley,
The Pop Group,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visage,
Robert Görl,
Donny Hathaway,
MDC,
Audionom,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tomorrow,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Duran Duran,
Pagans,
Tears for Fears,
Spoonie Gee,
Pierre Henry,
This Heat,
D'Angelo,
Graham Central Station,
Ultravox,
Amazonics,
Swans,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Davy DMX,
Terrestrial Tones,
B.T. Express,
Bill Wells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Quadrant,
Ken Boothe,
Banda Bassotti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Young Marble Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anthony Braxton,
Godley & Creme,
Iggy Pop,
Reagan Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fugs,
Rekid,
Terry Callier,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tommy Roe,
The Monks,
Pylon,
Metal Thangz,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.