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 Panama and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro 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 Gong to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
Erasure,
Scion,
Inner City,
Intrusion,
Todd Rundgren,
ABC,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
DNA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
Gastr Del Sol,
Quantec,
Ronan,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Durutti Column,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camouflage,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ice-T,
Sex Pistols,
Jeru the Damaja,
Adolescents,
June Days,
Judy Mowatt,
X-Ray Spex,
Ken Boothe,
Severed Heads,
Aloha Tigers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Aural Exciters,
Popol Vuh,
48th St. Collective,
Agitation Free,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yaz,
The American Breed,
The Techniques,
Pantytec,
Little Man,
Todd Terry,
Deadbeat,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
These Immortal Souls,
Ossler,
Funkadelic,
The Residents,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.