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 Nigeria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 Bauhaus to the grunge 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Unwound,
Byron Stingily,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
The Searchers,
Cameo,
Niagra,
Amon Düül II,
Infiniti,
Massinfluence,
Grey Daturas,
Wire,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
Deadbeat,
Ten City,
Fela Kuti,
Max Romeo,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Icehouse,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bluetip,
Magma,
Yazoo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
Black Pus,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Starr,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry's Kids,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cure,
Dave Gahan,
Marvin Gaye,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
The Selecter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Henry Cow,
Main Source,
Aswad,
The Remains,
These Immortal Souls,
Derrick May,
Rosa Yemen,
Shoche,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
The Angels of Light,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pussy Galore,
The Music Machine,
Bob Dylan,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.