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 Russia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 CMW to the grunge 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
Wings,
Angry Samoans,
In Retrospect,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flash Fearless,
Goldenarms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül II,
Pole,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alice Coltrane,
Scrapy,
The Black Dice,
Iggy Pop,
Johnny Clarke,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jeff Lynne,
Quantec,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
Simply Red,
Faraquet,
Joe Smooth,
Sex Pistols,
Audionom,
Trumans Water,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Anakelly,
Bobby Sherman,
Gabor Szabo,
Depeche Mode,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Arthur Verocai,
Patti Smith,
Tomorrow,
Main Source,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Dark Day,
Mo-Dettes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Second Layer,
Slick Rick,
Nirvana,
The Dirtbombs,
Japan,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Shoche,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.