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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Detroit Cobras to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Alton Ellis,
ABC,
Bang On A Can,
The Modern Lovers,
X-101,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yazoo,
Altered Images,
Marshall Jefferson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
Black Pus,
Bad Manners,
The Cowsills,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
Wolf Eyes,
Echospace,
MDC,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Eric Dolphy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Teasers,
Lou Reed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jerry's Kids,
John Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Rites of Spring,
Half Japanese,
Unrelated Segments,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
Fat Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
Fluxion,
Radio Birdman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
Vainqueur,
Steve Hackett,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sonics,
Deakin,
David Axelrod,
Bill Wells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ponytail,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.