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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Index,
Brass Construction,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amazonics,
Oneida,
Wasted Youth,
Dave Gahan,
Skriet,
Bang On A Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joyce Sims,
Pylon,
Infiniti,
Surgeon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jerry's Kids,
Neil Young,
The Cowsills,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Holt,
Cal Tjader,
Trumans Water,
the Normal,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Sam Rivers,
Silicon Teens,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
F. McDonald,
The Leaves,
Dennis Brown,
Charles Mingus,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Reuben Wilson,
Cluster,
Dark Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agent Orange,
Davy DMX,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
Warsaw,
Depeche Mode,
Make Up,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.