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 Poland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Audionom to the rap 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
Fugazi,
Wire,
The Mojo Men,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hot Snakes,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oneida,
Lou Reed,
Gong,
Ten City,
Pole,
The Knickerbockers,
The Toasters,
Scott Walker,
Spoonie Gee,
Rod Modell,
Organ,
Chris & Cosey,
Royal Trux,
Letta Mbulu,
Audionom,
Jeff Mills,
Kenny Larkin,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
Crime,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doors,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
Zapp,
Monks,
Man Parrish,
The Residents,
Brass Construction,
Fad Gadget,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Flamin' Groovies,
La Düsseldorf,
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
DJ Style,
Fatback Band,
The Fall,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Aloha Tigers,
One Last Wish,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.