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 Botswana and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 The United States of America to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Donny Hathaway,
The Doors,
The Real Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Zeros,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Bar-Kays,
Smog,
Peter and Kerry,
Suicide,
The Monks,
Newcleus,
Sugar Minott,
The Modern Lovers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Loose Ends,
Depeche Mode,
Fatback Band,
Faust,
The Slackers,
Arthur Verocai,
Sixth Finger,
Janne Schatter,
The Last Poets,
Sight & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Arcadia,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Blossom Toes,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül,
The Motions,
UT,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
Isaac Hayes,
Interpol,
Anakelly,
Letta Mbulu,
Andrew Hill,
The Seeds,
The Gap Band,
Television,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grey Daturas,
Moebius,
Eden Ahbez,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
EPMD,
Goldenarms,
Junior Murvin,
Wasted Youth,
Sam Rivers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.