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 Costa Rica and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Electric Prunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
The Vogues,
Quando Quango,
Smog,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
The Cowsills,
Swans,
Ituana,
The Leaves,
Parry Music,
Radio Birdman,
Max Romeo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bauhaus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
Panda Bear,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funkadelic,
Morten Harket,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultravox,
This Heat,
Porter Ricks,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Urselle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
The Move,
Pussy Galore,
Yellowson,
Kaleidoscope,
The Invisible,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wings,
The Martian,
Blake Baxter,
The Neon Judgement,
Glambeats Corp.,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Wells,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tears for Fears,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
The Count Five,
Black Flag,
Henry Cow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
The Pretty Things,
Joe Finger,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.