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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bush Tetras to the rock 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Faust,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Neon Judgement,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
The Slits,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Accadde A,
Ultra Naté,
Eric Dolphy,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
Pulsallama,
Skarface,
Pagans,
Davy DMX,
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rod Modell,
Half Japanese,
Spoonie Gee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Pus,
Letta Mbulu,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
Joyce Sims,
The Martian,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deepchord,
Curtis Mayfield,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
Excepter,
The Tremeloes,
Lindisfarne,
Organ,
Joe Finger,
Alison Limerick,
The Searchers,
Rufus Thomas,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.