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 Liechtenstein and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Funkadelic,
Henry Cow,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
Underground Resistance,
Sam Rivers,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
Sparks,
Section 25,
Basic Channel,
Popol Vuh,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
D'Angelo,
Wally Richardson,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Erasure,
The Motions,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers,
Ornette Coleman,
Fat Boys,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
UT,
Talk Talk,
Young Marble Giants,
X-101,
Rites of Spring,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
the Association,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
The Divine Comedy,
Subhumans,
Hardrive,
Cameo,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Evens,
Con Funk Shun,
Interpol,
Swell Maps,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zapp,
Franke,
The Velvet Underground,
Jimmy McGriff,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Smoke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yusef Lateef,
Delon & Dalcan,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.