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 Suriname and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 U.S. Maple to the funk 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grauzone,
Jerry's Kids,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
The Real Kids,
Moby Grape,
Neu!,
MC5,
Aural Exciters,
Absolute Body Control,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Smiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Buckinghams,
Marc Almond,
Echospace,
Ronan,
Technova,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Amon Düül,
Swans,
Chris Corsano,
Metal Thangz,
The Selecter,
Scratch Acid,
Cymande,
Jandek,
the Soft Cell,
Q and Not U,
Accadde A,
LL Cool J,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
Ohio Players,
Brass Construction,
Barbara Tucker,
Yusef Lateef,
Los Fastidios,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
MDC,
The United States of America,
Joe Smooth,
Nirvana,
Icehouse,
Bill Wells,
The Standells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fall,
Connie Case,
Eli Mardock,
Soul II Soul,
F. McDonald,
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.