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 New Zealand and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Barracudas to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Little Man,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Associates,
Rites of Spring,
Organ,
EPMD,
Jesper Dahlback,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Excepter,
Iggy Pop,
Soul II Soul,
Make Up,
David McCallum,
Arthur Verocai,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Clarke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pantytec,
Charles Mingus,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Coltrane,
The New Christs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Freddie Wadling,
The Wake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
Fear,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Gabor Szabo,
Scion,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Music Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
cv313,
Ten City,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül,
L. Decosne,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dead C,
Rekid,
The American Breed,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Reuben Wilson,
The Smiths,
OOIOO,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.