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 Spain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the disco 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Khruangbin,
Connie Case,
Flash Fearless,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
Barrington Levy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New Age Steppers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
The Selecter,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smiths,
Scan 7,
H. Thieme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yellowson,
Banda Bassotti,
Main Source,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Livin' Joy,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
Gang Green,
Can,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Searchers,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
Magma,
Brass Construction,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacob Miller,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Con Funk Shun,
OOIOO,
Nico,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eve St. Jones,
Urselle,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Seeds,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Stereo Dub,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lungfish,
The J.B.'s,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.