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 Honduras and from Tehran.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Piero Umiliani to the rap 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops 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?
Dawn Penn,
48th St. Collective,
Crime,
Chrome,
The Neon Judgement,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Terry,
Guru Guru,
Fluxion,
Sound Behaviour,
Easy Going,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Junior Murvin,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
In Retrospect,
Barbara Tucker,
Can,
DJ Sneak,
Nils Olav,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Crash Course in Science,
Drexciya,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed,
Brothers Johnson,
Janne Schatter,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
Arcadia,
Section 25,
Lalann,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scion,
Fear,
Basic Channel,
Peter & Gordon,
Mars,
Todd Rundgren,
Vainqueur,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nik Kershaw,
Mr. Review,
Das Ding,
World's Most,
Sonny Sharrock,
R.M.O.,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.