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 Colombia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 The Real Kids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Nik Kershaw,
Yazoo,
Animal Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Goldenarms,
Dark Day,
The Dead C,
Henry Cow,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Cale,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Angels of Light,
The Index,
Anakelly,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Ornette Coleman,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Depeche Mode,
The Motions,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Lynne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Sherman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Parry Music,
Erykah Badu,
Alphaville,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deepchord,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Loose Ends,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joe Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
New Age Steppers,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.