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 Haiti and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Skarface,
Bob Dylan,
Echospace,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Bourne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smoke,
the Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
Lalann,
D'Angelo,
Marc Almond,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lindisfarne,
The Gories,
Tom Boy,
The Offenders,
Kayak,
Von Mondo,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tim Buckley,
Ponytail,
Flipper,
Lou Reed,
Subhumans,
Skriet,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Das Ding,
Loose Ends,
The Gladiators,
Robert Hood,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Move,
The Zeros,
The Durutti Column,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
DNA,
The United States of America,
Harmonia,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
The Leaves,
Anakelly,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Wake,
The Flesh Eaters,
Tres Demented,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.