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 Lagos.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siglo XX to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Foxx,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mo-Dettes,
the Slits,
The Stooges,
New Order,
Yusef Lateef,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fugazi,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
China Crisis,
The Young Rascals,
Whodini,
Minnie Riperton,
Faust,
Lyres,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
Main Source,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Zero Boys,
The Black Dice,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Sonic Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Ice-T,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television Personalities,
Q65,
Goldenarms,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deepchord,
Eddi Front,
Roger Hodgson,
The Monochrome Set,
the Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
Sandy B,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Association,
Thompson Twins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Easy Going,
the Human League,
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Soul II Soul,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.