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 Cyprus 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 In Retrospect to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fortunes,
The Monochrome Set,
Yusef Lateef,
The Victims,
Nico,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
Rufus Thomas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swell Maps,
Leonard Cohen,
The Velvet Underground,
The Evens,
The Star Department,
Althea and Donna,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cure,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marvin Gaye,
Soft Cell,
Camouflage,
World's Most,
Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terry Callier,
Joey Negro,
The Busters,
Vainqueur,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Blancmange,
Unrelated Segments,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bill Wells,
Suburban Knight,
Marmalade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Happenings,
Television,
Letta Mbulu,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
Visage,
New Order,
June of 44,
Country Teasers,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Divine Comedy,
K-Klass,
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grauzone,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.