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 Monaco 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ten City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
The Moody Blues,
Al Stewart,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Smooth,
Clear Light,
Nils Olav,
Zero Boys,
Von Mondo,
Prince Buster,
Peter & Gordon,
Steve Hackett,
Gang Starr,
Kaleidoscope,
Piero Umiliani,
Ponytail,
Wasted Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Babytalk,
The Cowsills,
Warren Ellis,
Loose Ends,
The Vogues,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sound,
E-Dancer,
Maleditus Sound,
PIL,
Rites of Spring,
The Velvet Underground,
Mission of Burma,
Bill Wells,
Leonard Cohen,
Barrington Levy,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
La Düsseldorf,
Lindisfarne,
John Cale,
Morten Harket,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Mr. Review,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Flipper,
Eric Copeland,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Association,
Silicon Teens,
Gabor Szabo,
Infiniti,
Bad Manners,
The Golliwogs,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.