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 Hungary and from Columbus.
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 Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 ABC to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Colin Newman,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Marmalade,
Quando Quango,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Babytalk,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fugs,
Technova,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suburban Knight,
The Standells,
Unrelated Segments,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Man Parrish,
Little Man,
Howard Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
Harpers Bizarre,
Janne Schatter,
Popol Vuh,
June of 44,
The Dead C,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neu!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Absolute Body Control,
Duran Duran,
The Knickerbockers,
Godley & Creme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
10cc,
Mark Hollis,
The Gladiators,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cybotron,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Massinfluence,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.