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 Israel and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Max Romeo to the jazz 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Matthew Bourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Oblivians,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boredoms,
Juan Atkins,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Minutemen,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Pet Shop Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
Johnny Clarke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
The Star Department,
Rekid,
MDC,
Young Marble Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
Sex Pistols,
One Last Wish,
Eurythmics,
The American Breed,
Alphaville,
Inner City,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
The Remains,
Crooked Eye,
Japan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agitation Free,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Zero Boys,
Faust,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glenn Branca,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
The Smiths,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
Pantaleimon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brand Nubian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.