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 Netherlands and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tremeloes to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Bootsy Collins,
Anthony Braxton,
In Retrospect,
Q65,
The Birthday Party,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
The Invisible,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare,
the Normal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
Freddie Wadling,
Basic Channel,
The United States of America,
Albert Ayler,
Neu!,
Neil Young,
Dorothy Ashby,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Mojo Men,
Fatback Band,
Wire,
These Immortal Souls,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Saccharine Trust,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Velvet Underground,
Bush Tetras,
Youth Brigade,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gladiators,
Derrick Morgan,
Barrington Levy,
Warsaw,
Patti Smith,
Eden Ahbez,
The Dead C,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
James White and The Blacks,
Steve Hackett,
Von Mondo,
The Saints,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.