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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 oboe and a theremin 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 theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiohead,
China Crisis,
The Black Dice,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express,
AZ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quantec,
Hoover,
Tubeway Army,
Royal Trux,
The Selecter,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Names,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Schoolly D,
Excepter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Leaves,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neil Young,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pantaleimon,
kango's stein massive,
Pagans,
The American Breed,
Smog,
Roger Hodgson,
Charles Mingus,
The Count Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Outsiders,
Bad Manners,
The Knickerbockers,
Symarip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
Interpol,
Eden Ahbez,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
Dual Sessions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Henry Cow,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
Aural Exciters,
Audionom,
The Standells,
UT,
Sister Nancy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
10cc,
Marmalade,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.