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 Honduras and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Holger Czukay 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 Bauhaus to the grime 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Peter & Gordon,
Agent Orange,
The Young Rascals,
Janne Schatter,
Nas,
Wasted Youth,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Los Fastidios,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
Aswad,
Lalann,
LL Cool J,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Altered Images,
The Monks,
The Toasters,
Slick Rick,
The Techniques,
The New Christs,
Scratch Acid,
Kurtis Blow,
Lungfish,
Pierre Henry,
David McCallum,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dead C,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Motions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wally Richardson,
John Holt,
the Swans,
Outsiders,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dark Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deakin,
Smog,
Althea and Donna,
The Durutti Column,
Steve Hackett,
Sister Nancy,
The Fire Engines,
Alison Limerick,
Visage,
Mandrill,
The Kinks,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.