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 Ghana and from Mexico City.
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 Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Michelle Simonal,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang of Four,
Lyres,
Bang On A Can,
The Divine Comedy,
Laurel Aitken,
Slave,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cymande,
The Birthday Party,
Das Ding,
John Foxx,
Monolake,
Cluster,
Dead Boys,
Main Source,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pretty Things,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacques Brel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Supertramp,
Heaven 17,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Association,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siglo XX,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
T. Rex,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Massinfluence,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sex Pistols,
The Associates,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
The Dead C,
Royal Trux,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Arthur Verocai,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.