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 Micronesia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Vainqueur to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Morten Harket,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric Copeland,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls,
The Slits,
Ten City,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Joe Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Rod Modell,
the Normal,
Drexciya,
Danielle Patucci,
Flipper,
The Evens,
Goldenarms,
Vladislav Delay,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Sheep,
Unrelated Segments,
Desert Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
Slave,
The Motions,
Agent Orange,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
The Zeros,
Wasted Youth,
Von Mondo,
Blake Baxter,
The Mojo Men,
The Fortunes,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Arthur Verocai,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fat Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Agitation Free,
Soul II Soul,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
Audionom,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moleskins,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.