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 Uruguay and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Duran Duran to the electroclash 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minny Pops,
Ohio Players,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed,
Funkadelic,
The Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Chrome,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gerry Rafferty,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
The Walker Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
World's Most,
Albert Ayler,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
Eric Copeland,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Davy DMX,
Godley & Creme,
Cybotron,
Parry Music,
The Residents,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Khruangbin,
Gang Starr,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Idris Muhammad,
the Germs,
Cameo,
Spoonie Gee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Zeros,
Lungfish,
The Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kayak,
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DNA,
K-Klass,
Bill Near,
Terrestrial Tones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
Skarface,
The Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.