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 Niger and from Mexico City.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Popol Vuh to the dance 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Sun Ra,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Little Man,
The Toasters,
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust,
Easy Going,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Misunderstood,
The Leaves,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
Youth Brigade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sam Rivers,
The Velvet Underground,
Zero Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
U.S. Maple,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Black Dice,
Malaria!,
Laurel Aitken,
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alton Ellis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Sherman,
Stiv Bators,
Fugazi,
The Angels of Light,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kurtis Blow,
Bad Manners,
Scrapy,
Letta Mbulu,
Joey Negro,
Magma,
Barrington Levy,
Flipper,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Absolute Body Control,
Niagra,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Mandrill,
Marine Girls,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.