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 Cyprus and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Drexciya 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
David Axelrod,
The Neon Judgement,
Moebius,
The Fall,
Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roxette,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Circle Jerks,
Bluetip,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Jacob Miller,
New Order,
Avey Tare,
kango's stein massive,
The Zeros,
Sixth Finger,
OOIOO,
Scan 7,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
The United States of America,
Bobby Womack,
The Grass Roots,
Glenn Branca,
Isaac Hayes,
The Selecter,
New Age Steppers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
Lakeside,
DJ Style,
Ultra Naté,
Lower 48,
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
The Golliwogs,
Franke,
Fugazi,
The Dirtbombs,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Moby Grape,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.