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 Libya and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Skaos to the dance 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 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 Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
The Techniques,
Wire,
Connie Case,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dual Sessions,
Steve Hackett,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Patti Smith,
Animal Collective,
Echospace,
The Smiths,
Wasted Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mark Hollis,
John Foxx,
Ultra Naté,
Tropical Tobacco,
Circle Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
Michelle Simonal,
Khruangbin,
The Velvet Underground,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Crime,
a-ha,
Zero Boys,
Section 25,
Don Cherry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
Surgeon,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Banda Bassotti,
The Martian,
Grandmaster Flash,
Minnie Riperton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heaven 17,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Susan Cadogan,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bad Manners,
Angry Samoans,
Jerry's Kids,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.