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 Ireland 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Hardrive to the rap 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Stiv Bators,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Man Parrish,
Lyres,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Surgeon,
Brick,
The Motions,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Real Kids,
Pussy Galore,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moody Blues,
Nirvana,
Prince Buster,
Patti Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brand Nubian,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Sunsets and Hearts,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
Porter Ricks,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ice-T,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
The Misunderstood,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Suicide,
Sparks,
The Techniques,
Andrew Hill,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minny Pops,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Lou Christie,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tres Demented,
Malaria!,
New York Dolls,
E-Dancer,
kango's stein massive,
Josef K,
Scion,
The Move,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.