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 Malawi 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 The Monks to the grime 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Guru Guru,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Moleskins,
Make Up,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Pylon,
Bronski Beat,
Cybotron,
Mr. Review,
Urselle,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rotary Connection,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
K-Klass,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Reagan Youth,
Godley & Creme,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
The Pretty Things,
Black Sheep,
Janne Schatter,
The Associates,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Technova,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pagans,
Peter & Gordon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MDC,
Gong,
Gang of Four,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
the Soft Cell,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Scratch Acid,
Donald Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
The American Breed,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.