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 Maldives and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the rock 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
Au Pairs,
Khruangbin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nico,
Bobby Sherman,
Scientists,
Chris Corsano,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
Motorama,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terry Callier,
OOIOO,
Lightning Bolt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
The Gap Band,
Dark Day,
Reagan Youth,
Suicide,
The Cramps,
Connie Case,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
Hoover,
ABC,
Subhumans,
the Normal,
Hot Snakes,
Rites of Spring,
Susan Cadogan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pole,
The Skatalites,
Boz Scaggs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Excepter,
The Fuzztones,
Al Stewart,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Soulsonic Force,
Young Marble Giants,
Panda Bear,
Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.