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 United States and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Guru Guru to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
The Toasters,
Jawbox,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stockholm Monsters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nick Fraelich,
The Standells,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Nas,
MC5,
Fugazi,
Barclay James Harvest,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
10cc,
Q and Not U,
Barrington Levy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Amazonics,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
LL Cool J,
Anthony Braxton,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
The Cure,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Easy Going,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Nirvana,
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
Cluster,
Organ,
Donny Hathaway,
Boredoms,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soul Sonic Force,
David Bowie,
Soul II Soul,
Swans,
Brothers Johnson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siglo XX,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.