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 Morocco and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise 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 Sight & Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Schoolly D,
Yazoo,
Unrelated Segments,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hashim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
Dawn Penn,
New Age Steppers,
Bang On A Can,
Steve Hackett,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
Excepter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Zapp,
Joy Division,
Vainqueur,
Interpol,
Jandek,
Visage,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
Minny Pops,
New Order,
Ludus,
Reagan Youth,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
This Heat,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
Electric Prunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Reuben Wilson,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers,
Bronski Beat,
Echospace,
Derrick May,
Bad Manners,
Half Japanese,
Gichy Dan,
Procol Harum,
Colin Newman,
FM Einheit,
Animal Collective,
Main Source,
Dave Gahan,
Severed Heads,
the Soft Cell,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.