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 Lithuania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bill Near to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Wally Richardson,
The Shadows of Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül II,
D'Angelo,
The Gap Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Organ,
Michelle Simonal,
Camouflage,
Peter & Gordon,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
Nik Kershaw,
Excepter,
John Holt,
Negative Approach,
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
Desert Stars,
The Motions,
In Retrospect,
Harry Pussy,
Mars,
Symarip,
Monks,
Graham Central Station,
The Raincoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Erasure,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Marvin Gaye,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arthur Verocai,
Fluxion,
Bobby Sherman,
Scrapy,
The Vogues,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
Animal Collective,
The Monks,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Zero Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shoche,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amazonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Alison Limerick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Moebius,
Visage,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.