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 Benin and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Rakim 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cal Tjader,
Drexciya,
Rites of Spring,
Urselle,
The Gladiators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Absolute Body Control,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Davy DMX,
the Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Avey Tare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arcadia,
Joe Smooth,
Yellowson,
Eric Copeland,
F. McDonald,
the Bar-Kays,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
The Motions,
Joensuu 1685,
U.S. Maple,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Sparks,
China Crisis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
Can,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Symarip,
Darondo,
Dead Boys,
Camouflage,
Arab on Radar,
Franke,
Ultravox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dave Gahan,
Marvin Gaye,
Metal Thangz,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Black Sheep,
New York Dolls,
The Martian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product,
K-Klass,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.