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 Andorra and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
Lungfish,
Sister Nancy,
The Gap Band,
Camberwell Now,
Quadrant,
Jandek,
The Cowsills,
Theoretical Girls,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Suburban Knight,
Drexciya,
Supertramp,
Faust,
The New Christs,
Deakin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Marvin Gaye,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
T.S.O.L.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radiohead,
Franke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Junior Murvin,
Visage,
Rites of Spring,
Aural Exciters,
Radio Birdman,
Mark Hollis,
Matthew Halsall,
Depeche Mode,
Interpol,
Neil Young,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners,
Ice-T,
Janne Schatter,
The Pop Group,
Sällskapet,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.