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 Laos and from London.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott Heron to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Quando Quango,
The New Christs,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
Nik Kershaw,
Blossom Toes,
Roger Hodgson,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
T.S.O.L.,
Malaria!,
MDC,
Man Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ten City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joyce Sims,
R.M.O.,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Godley & Creme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cybotron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Excepter,
Scion,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Tim Buckley,
Lalann,
The Human League,
Essential Logic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
Danielle Patucci,
ABBA,
Lindisfarne,
Reuben Wilson,
Y Pants,
Donald Byrd,
PIL,
Deadbeat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sparks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Quadrant,
John Lydon,
Swell Maps,
Country Teasers,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.