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 Iran and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angry Samoans,
Qualms,
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
a-ha,
The Shadows of Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gladiators,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultra Naté,
Trumans Water,
Interpol,
The Associates,
The Red Krayola,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rites of Spring,
Amazonics,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mad Mike,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minny Pops,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
X-101,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Germs,
Scrapy,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
The Remains,
Chris & Cosey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Porter Ricks,
The Techniques,
Eddi Front,
Dave Gahan,
The Blues Magoos,
Mark Hollis,
Crispy Ambulance,
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.