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 Bangladesh and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Mummies to the grime 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
Charles Mingus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
June of 44,
The Fire Engines,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
Joe Smooth,
Black Pus,
Chris & Cosey,
Laurel Aitken,
Joey Negro,
London Community Gospel Choir,
48th St. Collective,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Hill,
Maleditus Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Zero Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Donald Byrd,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sam Rivers,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
Television Personalities,
Derrick Morgan,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soul II Soul,
In Retrospect,
Marc Almond,
Sun City Girls,
Ossler,
the Sonics,
The Divine Comedy,
EPMD,
Nirvana,
Livin' Joy,
X-102,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Thompson Twins,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.