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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the snare 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 Groovy Waters 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Inner City,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Black Dice,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scientists,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Patti Smith,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
Ludus,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Busters,
David McCallum,
Accadde A,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sex Pistols,
DNA,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
Jacob Miller,
Wasted Youth,
Grauzone,
Steve Hackett,
Black Bananas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
Bad Manners,
ABBA,
Erasure,
Organ,
The Moody Blues,
AZ,
Swans,
Heaven 17,
Cal Tjader,
Masters at Work,
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Flash Fearless,
Monolake,
Lyres,
Frankie Knuckles,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-Ray Spex,
Can,
Fear,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.