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 Korea South and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Schoolly D to the electroclash 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fat Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Brothers Johnson,
Half Japanese,
Underground Resistance,
Skarface,
Andrew Hill,
X-102,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Spandau Ballet,
Barrington Levy,
Danielle Patucci,
Zero Boys,
June Days,
Lungfish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Graham Central Station,
The Star Department,
Pylon,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Depeche Mode,
ABC,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Ronnie Foster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Wells,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
the Sonics,
Scientists,
Joyce Sims,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Neu!,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Max Romeo,
The Motions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boredoms,
Bob Dylan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Order,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
The New Christs,
Y Pants,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.