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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 The Angels of Light to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Litter,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Hashim,
The Knickerbockers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ohio Players,
Black Flag,
8 Eyed Spy,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camouflage,
Can,
Wolf Eyes,
Shoche,
Gong,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Suicide,
Dave Gahan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tomorrow,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Görl,
Severed Heads,
Chris Corsano,
The Human League,
Accadde A,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Warsaw,
Organ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Star Department,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
UT,
Nas,
The Barracudas,
Radiohead,
Pulsallama,
Derrick Morgan,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
The Gun Club,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.