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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Technova to the electroclash 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
The Selecter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amon Düül II,
John Foxx,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New Order,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kurtis Blow,
Jandek,
Nico,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yaz,
Accadde A,
Scratch Acid,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Robert Wyatt,
Altered Images,
Kerri Chandler,
Deepchord,
Loose Ends,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
The Litter,
T. Rex,
Stockholm Monsters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alice Coltrane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barbara Tucker,
PIL,
Ten City,
Warsaw,
Easy Going,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sugar Minott,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
Zero Boys,
Skaos,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Ultravox,
a-ha,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.