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 Korea South and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pylon 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Agitation Free,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Coltrane,
Eurythmics,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
Zero Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New York Dolls,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
the Soft Cell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Television,
Lightning Bolt,
Tres Demented,
F. McDonald,
Scientists,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Audionom,
Hot Snakes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Niagra,
Sound Behaviour,
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
Harry Pussy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Near,
Pulsallama,
Symarip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
the Germs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Stetsasonic,
Glenn Branca,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tim Buckley,
Ice-T,
ABC,
Swans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.