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 Tunisia and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mo-Dettes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quadrant,
UT,
Janne Schatter,
Newcleus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Enemy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Scrapy,
E-Dancer,
Rites of Spring,
The Associates,
Monks,
The Young Rascals,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pagans,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Depeche Mode,
Pharoah Sanders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Easy Going,
Malaria!,
Lyres,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Bootsy Collins,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Halsall,
Metal Thangz,
The Gladiators,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Skriet,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
PIL,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel,
Kerri Chandler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
KRS-One,
Tears for Fears,
Mark Hollis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Juan Atkins,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dirtbombs,
Unwound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.