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 Senegal and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Minor Threat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
The Buckinghams,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Five Americans,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Trojans,
Eric Copeland,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
Quando Quango,
Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
The Wake,
The Golliwogs,
The Victims,
Audionom,
The Index,
Scion,
Sound Behaviour,
Lebanon Hanover,
Intrusion,
The Litter,
Vladislav Delay,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cramps,
Bobby Womack,
L. Decosne,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
The Fuzztones,
Kas Product,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pussy Galore,
Ohio Players,
Urselle,
Ossler,
Nick Fraelich,
Sarah Menescal,
The Remains,
Rapeman,
Scrapy,
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dead C,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Magma,
Tim Buckley,
Mark Hollis,
The Knickerbockers,
Quantec,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.