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 Niger and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Babytalk to the jazz 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Standells,
Gang of Four,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Knickerbockers,
Iggy Pop,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Searchers,
Television,
The Move,
Eurythmics,
Brass Construction,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Can,
Royal Trux,
The Doors,
Boredoms,
Bobby Womack,
The Slits,
The Human League,
Bronski Beat,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
The Gap Band,
Nils Olav,
La Düsseldorf,
Easy Going,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris & Cosey,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Negative Approach,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marmalade,
Andrew Hill,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Misunderstood,
Supertramp,
Erykah Badu,
The J.B.'s,
The Shadows of Knight,
Q and Not U,
Sex Pistols,
This Heat,
Pulsallama,
The Cowsills,
Model 500,
Lyres,
Sister Nancy,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.