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 Russia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 E-Dancer to the grime 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
Kas Product,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
The Last Poets,
Angry Samoans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
Circle Jerks,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Television,
Adolescents,
Nik Kershaw,
China Crisis,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
Bang On A Can,
Godley & Creme,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
Cybotron,
The Skatalites,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lightning Bolt,
cv313,
Malaria!,
Scott Walker,
Idris Muhammad,
Outsiders,
Cymande,
Los Fastidios,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
Ten City,
Deadbeat,
The Techniques,
Yusef Lateef,
the Normal,
The Music Machine,
Panda Bear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun City Girls,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
Leonard Cohen,
the Germs,
Isaac Hayes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minnie Riperton,
Thompson Twins,
Man Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.