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 Singapore and from Sao Paulo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the grime 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Duran Duran,
Fat Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerri Chandler,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aswad,
Groovy Waters,
The Angels of Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Au Pairs,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pere Ubu,
Joensuu 1685,
Adolescents,
Jawbox,
the Association,
Brass Construction,
Deepchord,
The Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Christie,
Barbara Tucker,
R.M.O.,
Spandau Ballet,
Fatback Band,
the Soft Cell,
Con Funk Shun,
Radio Birdman,
Erasure,
Talk Talk,
Soft Cell,
Pantytec,
Reuben Wilson,
Deakin,
Rekid,
Skriet,
Joey Negro,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Saccharine Trust,
Minnie Riperton,
Anakelly,
Ohio Players,
Buzzcocks,
The Fugs,
Vainqueur,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Albert Ayler,
ABC,
Moebius,
Ronnie Foster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.