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 Costa Rica and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the punk 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
The Alarm Clocks,
cv313,
Organ,
Circle Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare,
The Saints,
Unwound,
Eve St. Jones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Hood,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
The Fuzztones,
LL Cool J,
Blossom Toes,
World's Most,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Suicide,
R.M.O.,
The Sound,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
The Star Department,
Warren Ellis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DNA,
The Birthday Party,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scientists,
Monks,
The Remains,
Al Stewart,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sound Behaviour,
Adolescents,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Chris & Cosey,
Skaos,
The Divine Comedy,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.