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 Afghanistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dual Sessions to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Sun Ra,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Silicon Teens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nico,
Darondo,
Barbara Tucker,
David Axelrod,
Rites of Spring,
Archie Shepp,
R.M.O.,
The Moleskins,
Gang Green,
Sandy B,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
The Gories,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
Dennis Brown,
Country Teasers,
Robert Wyatt,
Circle Jerks,
Deakin,
Youth Brigade,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
The Raincoats,
Monolake,
The Slackers,
Hardrive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agent Orange,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Bananas,
Mr. Review,
Heaven 17,
Robert Görl,
Maurizio,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mark Hollis,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
New Order,
Pierre Henry,
Essential Logic,
Iggy Pop,
The Gun Club,
The Alarm Clocks,
Swell Maps,
Derrick May,
June of 44,
Vladislav Delay,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.