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 Costa Rica and from London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wake to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
The Move,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Drexciya,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Y Pants,
DJ Style,
Soulsonic Force,
Tres Demented,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry Gold Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
The Busters,
the Swans,
Interpol,
Amon Düül,
A Certain Ratio,
Howard Jones,
Robert Hood,
Erasure,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Human League,
Bauhaus,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
Pagans,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terry Callier,
The J.B.'s,
X-101,
The Star Department,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fall,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Juan Atkins,
Rod Modell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.